#allergic!taehyung

[7ndipity]

Leaving For The Military

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How they would be with their crush or S/o before enlisting and how they keep in touch.

Warnings: none

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anons who requested this! I debated on whether or not I would post something about this, but since several of you asked, I decided I would. I did decid to make this more fluffy/crackish tho, cause I don’t want y’all getting too sad.(also, I struggled with this one a bit, so I’m sorry if it’s shit)

Masterlist

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Jin:

I think back a lot on how he said before that he’s allergic to seriousness, so other than when he first tells you about going, I think he tries to keep things really light and upbeat.

Probably spends the whole week before leaving asking you to shave his head. “I’m not doing that!” “Why not? It’ll be a bonding experience!”

Leaves several little notes/letters for you(similar to his messages for Army) saying how much he loves and can’t wait to see you again. Plus, you’ve seen how frequently he posts on weverse, so you know he’s texting/calling you all the time.

Yoongi:

Since he’s in public service and getting to stay close to home(I think?), he really tries to avoid making a big deal out of it. Like, it’s obviously still a major shift in his life, but being able to still see/talk to you regularly would make it a lot easier.

If you live abroad tho, he would take it a bit more seriously, making sure the two of you talk as regularly as possible.(since they’re not allowed to travel abroad during service)

Literally keeps a list of things he wants to tell you/talk about whenever y’all call/video chat so he won’t forget anything.

Hobi:

He makes a point to spend as much time with you as possible before he leaves, making little bucket lists of things for the two of you to do together before and after enlistment.

Lowkey keeps flexing in his uniform(you’ve seen his insta, you know it’s true) “I look kinda good tho, right Babe? Babe?” *😑agrees but won’t admit it*

He misses you so much, and he calls/checks in with you every chance he gets(honestly, y’all talk more than me and my besties, lol)

Namjoon:

He’s rather solemn and serious about the whole thing, though he tries not to talk about it too much, trying to focus more on enjoying your time together rather than dwelling on what’s to come.

Y’all probably spent the whole night before he left awake and talking about anything and everything, not wanting to lose any time together on sleep.

Tries to call/message you as often as possible, getting over-excited to catch up on what’s going on in your life and share what he’s doing.

Jimin:

He spends the last couple days before leaving practically fused to your side, trying to soak up as much time with you as possible. He doesn’t say anything, but you can tell he’s anxious abt all of it.

Another that would probably leave you one, or more likely multiple notes/letters for after he leaves for you to read whenever you’re feeling down(totally didn’t read them all in the first week, wym?).

He messages/calls you every chance he gets(probs featuring an appearance from Jk, if it’s true abt them getting to stick together)

Taehyung:

He takes a semi-unserious approach to the whole thing. Like, he’s very sincere and open when you have the initial discussion about him leaving, but after that he’s just making little cracks about it here and there.

“You know, it’s kinda like the plot of a drama.” “It’s really not.”

He’s so dramatic abt missing you, calling you constantly. Another who would likely leave you little notes for when you’re feeling low, though his include random suggestions like eating at certain restaurants y’all like or watching your fav movies/shows.

Jungkook:

As we’ve seen with his posts from the past couple weeks, I think he would be somewhat somber when he first talks to you about everything and maybe again right before he leaves, but the rest of the time he’d try to keep things light and unserious.

(you know he’s constantly trying to get you to rub his head after he gets it shaved🙄)

Obviously, he misses you like crazy, but he tries not to let on too much at first when y’all talk, but it starts to show when he admits you’re always the first person he calls or texts.

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[bts-0t-7]

Tonight | KSJ | Chapter 3

Pair: Seokjin x Hamster Hybrid Reader 

Summary: Dedicating his life to never having another person to count on, to be strong, Seokjin finds himself in the middle of an illegal fighting ring. The person he wanted to erase was just at his fingertips but he was slipping. No, he was leaving. He was accepting a change and he was afraid. 

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au, detective, smut, abuse (sensitive topic)

Warnings: abuse, self-harm, self-degration, lots of lying and miscommunications

WC: 2.9K

“So here are her prescribed medications. The dosages are stated on the stickers on the packets and these are the pills for her upcoming heat.” The rejectionist goes through each medication with Seokjin. “I heard that you had a male hybrid before?” 

Seokjin nodded.

“Right, so heats are similar to ruts. Essentially the same thing, just a different name for a different gender.” 

Seokjin nodded. 

“Based on how long Ms L/N has recounted her last heat, the injection today is to try and stabilise her hormones. Therefore, it may induce an early heat. Ultimately, it should arrive in about a week or so.” The receptionist handed Seokjin some brochures. “So the total for today would be $357.”

Seokjin was quick to complete the transaction and take you out of Hobi’s arms again. He could sense from the time you got injected, that you were getting angsty. As Hobi drove back to the apartment, Seokjin was sifting through your medications again, reading them carefully. He grasped a few things from learning from Taehyung about medicines. He came across the brochures and the box of heat suppressants. 

Seokjin vaguely recalled Jimin using them but Jimin never did like to. He often took rut leaves and then extra classes once they were over. He recalled Jimin saying that they often make his after-rut hormones haywire. So as Seokjin stared at the 10 centimeters by 2 centimeters box in his hands, he wished that Jimin was still here with him to help him through the choices. But even more, he wished that you had somebody to confide in and wished to see Jimin happy with another hybrid one. 

Seokjin may be ‘allergic to seriousness’ as he likes to tell others but when it comes down to certain people and situations, he would be all on board for it. Hybrids have soulmates. They say due to the constant cross-breeding that they have a lesser chance to find their own nowadays. Jealous as he may be, Seokjin had always wished for Jimin to find his. A day that could have been celebrated with all the joy in the world vanished in the blink of an eye. A future of everything burst into flames that very moment Seokjin had allowed him to go out. 

Your fault. 

Yes, it was. 

Death threats hung high for Jimin but he had always looked into the future more than the past. He had worked harder than Seokjin had ever seen anybody work. And he still allowed him to go out when the whole world was against him then. Seokjin rubbed his face and sighed into his hands. Peeking through his fingers, he saw you looking up at him, nose constantly twitching.

Seokjin brought his hands down and held his palm up to you. Surprisingly, you accepted it and jumped into his hold, letting him stroke you from head to snout.  Your small body vibrated in his hold and he was a little worried about how much you could take before a limb popped out of place. But he was glad that you allowed him to even come close to you despite the mishap he had with you earlier in the day. He has to find a way to make it up to you for that situation. 

As Hobi stopped the car outside the private lift, he turned around and asked, “Need any help, Hyung?” 

Seokjin shook his head. “All’s good. Thanks for driving.”

“No probs. Call if you need.”

Seokjin nodded his thanks, scoping all your belongings together with him. By now, you had made your way into the snugly hoop of his hoodie. Seokjin could feel your weight pulling and was very much aware of your consistent breathing against his back. Silently, he opened the front door,  placed your clothes on the edge of the sofa, and set the medication in their respective boxes. Sifting through the groceries in the fridge, Seokjin decided to whip up a quick makguksu(막국수). 

Seokjin placed a pot of water on the induction cooker and took out all the ingredients he needed. Bell peppers, cabbage, carrots, chicken breast, and more. First, he made the sauce for the noodles by adding red chilli powder, chicken broth, onion, pear, radish, soy sauce, sesame oil, yellow mustard, more salt, Maesil syrup, and of course sugar to combat the saltiness. He mixed them all together and placed them in the refrigerator after wrapping them. The now fully boiled chicken breast sits in the bowl Seokjin placed it in to cool down. He quickly gets to work by tearing the chicken into thin slices and chopping the vegetables. The buckwheat noodles were then flung against the wall and yes, they stuck. 

So Seokjin washed them under cool water and plated them in a low bowl. Taking the sauce out of the fridge, Seokjin drizzled it over the ingredients and with a flourish, garnished it with a single coriander. He placed all the dishes in the sink before bringing the bowls into the living room. Setting a cup of mixed berry juice for you, Seokjin returned to the kitchen to pick his soju-flavoured poison for the night. As he sat on the sofa, he slowly plucked you from the hood of his hoodie, setting your now fussy being on the carpet. Your teeth chittered together and you squirmed around, a voice of disgruntled leaving your maw. 

“Come on now… Dinner, dinner.” Seokjin mixed your noodles. You whined, shifting into your human counterpart so as to have a proper meal. 

You had learnt to understand Mr Park a little more during your visit to the doctor’s. 

He had a calico cat hybrid that was coincidentally named Jimin and had passed away a few years ago in a car accident. Mr Park did not go into details of the accident but you could feel the sorrow leaving him in waves. 

He must have really loved his hybrid. 

He had explained to the doctors the situation of your bidding and the triggers he thinks you have - which are surprisingly accurate that you didn’t even know them yourself. It was only when the doctors took you out of your little cocoon in the blanket that you hissed at them. Mr Park started placating with you, trying to give you the toy instead but you outright refused it. You wanted the blanket. You wanted to burrow in it. Sink in the oh-so-familiar scent. The cat was covered in the same exact scent. 

Jimin, Jimin, Jimin. 

Your silent bestfriend.  

No, no. It couldn’t be. 

You refused to believe that the highest possibility was him until you had hard evidence. 

Mr Park managed to somewhat calm you down but the moment they brought out the needle, started to grow fussy and move about. You didn’t want to be injected with any more synthetic hormones. You wanted to be normal.

Is it so hard to ask? A normal life?

You bit the doctor’s finger as you scurried away, jumping right back into the folds of the blanket when you were suddenly ripped away from it again. 

No, no, no. 

You fussed, pushed, bit, scratched, anything and everything. A loud yell stops you dead in your tracks. Looking up, you saw Mr Park holding his fingers in a fist. You whimpered. You didn’t mean to. 

Sorry, sorry, sorry. 

You whimpered louder, trying to convey your message. You were suddenly yanked back and you panicked. Just then, Mr. Park stopped the doctors. 

“Enough.”

Nobody moved. 

Mr. Park walked over to you and scooped you up, wrapping the blanket over you like it was your safety blanket. You relished in the familiar material you had known for forever. Mr Park placed you down together with you wrapped up cosily in the blanket and placed the stuffed cat in front of you as well. 

“These injections are to help you regulate your hormones. With all the synthetic hormones that did not belong to your type constantly being pumped into you, your side effects act up so often that you don’t even realise them. These few jabs will help neutralise most of them and then we will leave the rest to nature’s work, yeah? One is for flu, one is for general viruses in hybrids, and the last one is for regulation.” Mr Park held out the finger you bit him on, placing it in front of you. “Deal? I promise there are no more than three shots and none of the reasoning I haven’t already listed out.” You placed your tiny paw on his finger. 

Truce.

The doctors have done a quick work at giving you the respective injections and just like Mr Park had truly promised, there was no more than three. You were quick to get drowsy in the warmth of Mr Park’s hoodie that it blinded you when he picked you out of it. 

You were not truly awake and had trouble lifting the spoon without your head almost falling into the bowl any second. It wasn’t until you felt something at your lips that you instinctively squinted up. The nudge on your lip was enough indication for you to open your mouth. 

Eat.

You could’ve moaned at how good it tasted - hopped high enough to be thought of as a bunny - if you had enough energy. Now, you gave Mr. Park a sleepy nod. If the food was poisoned, at least you would die with a happy, delicious last meal. You were much too tired to care right now. Mr Park continuously fed you until you stopped him, mouth full of food you have yet to swallow as you were too full. You heard soft chuckles coming from him. 

“Okay. I’ll finish the rest. Eat what you have in your mouth and you can sleep.”

Sleep.

Sleep sounded amazing indeed. 

You had woken up on the sofa in the living room with a few more blankets on top of you. Mr Park was nowhere to be found and the room was pitch black. As a hamster, your animal counterpart is nocturnal and sometimes it comes in extremely handy. Unfortunately, it was not a skill you like to have during rainy days. The curtains of the living room were not closed and as lightning struck too close for comfort, you got a full view of it. The sudden attack of bright lights blinded you as heavy thunder echoed through the house. You squeaked out, burying yourself under the covers in an attempt to block out the noises. The rain got heavier and the harsh sounds of raindrops hitting the roof and window sills had you vibrating under the layers. 

As the next lightning struck, you sprinted out of your shell and bounded over to Mr. Park’s room. You had wished that you wouldn’t give in so easily but there was nothing about Mr. Park that made you feel… unwanted.

For now. 

You knew as time passed, things would go back to how they were with all your other owners. However, you’ve always treasured fond memories with humans, giving you a serving reminder that there is still good in people. 

Situations can never say how a person may react. 

Perhaps because you were hip-to-hip attached to one of the most empathetic hybrids in the facility while growing up, but you never changed your point of view of people. Yes, as situations start to deteriorate, you learn to close yourself up but when you meet new people you always try to be as open as possible. As the thunder boomed, you squeaked, jumping in the air. Hurrying your steps, you were glad to have found Mr Park’s door open. Quickly sliding through the tiny gap between the wall and the door, you rounded circles on the floor with your blanket in tow. Making quick work of a makeshift bed, you huddled in your little barrier and fell back asleep. 

At least you had some form of comfort that you weren’t alone in the storm. 

The second time you were woken up was by the feeling of being lifted up. You felt your head roll between two large palms that placed you on a soft cushion before leaving you. You recognized the heavy scent the place permeates. 

Fig and cedar - a woody and calming scent. 

Mr Park’s scent. 

You snuggled deeper into the silky material you were placed in you let yourself be pulled back into the dreamland. 

Seokjin had woken up in the middle of the night when thunder struck, his sleep-muggled brain only thinking about you. Only to nearly step on you as he found you cuddled up beside his bed. Seokjin had carefully picked you up, trying not to wake you, and placed you onto his pillow. Switching his pillow so that you’ll have the one he just laid on, he adjusted the blankets around you and fell back asleep. 

Now, Seokjin was in the process of making breakfast. Well, attempting to make breakfast. It isn’t that he can’t cook but rather he doesn’t know what to cook. He isn’t sure of your allergies, your likes and dislikes, your absolutely loves and hates. Sighing, Seokjin decided to just whip up simple souffle pancakes with some strawberries on the side. 

Seokjin quickly took out all the ingredients he needed - eggs, sugar, milk, almond flour (for easier digestion), and baking powder. 

Seokjin first separated the egg yolks from the egg whites, leaving the remaining unused egg yolks wrapped up in the fridge. He wished the egg yolks with sugar while slowly mixing in the milk. Proportionately sifting the flour and baking powder of the mixture, Seokjin made sure there were no clumps. Then, he placed the egg whites and baking powder in a mixer, slowly whipping them while adding sugar to make a glossy, thick meringue. Taking a third of the meringue, it was placed into the bowl of yolk mixture and Seokjin folded it in until a pale yellow colour. He repeated the process with the remaining meringue. 

Bending down, Seokjin took out a pan from the cabinets, hauling it up with the lid. After heating, he spread a thin layer of oil on the bottom of the pan. Then using an ice cream scooper, he scooped the batter on the pan in batches. Placing the lid over, it cooked for four minutes before opening to add another batch of batter on top of the current one and repeat the process of cooking. After another five minutes, Seokjin flipped the pancakes around and left them to cook for another four minutes. 

Carefully taking them out, Seokjin placed the washed and dried strawberries on top of the pancakes. Deciding that blueberries would do the colouring well, Seokjin took out a box and plated the sides. Only after deciding that they looked good did Seokjin throw the dirty dishes in the sink and head up to wake you. But you weren’t where he left you and he started fricking out, rushing into your room to find you dressed and… struggling to tie your hair?

You had turned to him with wide eyes, hands in your hair, trying to re-arrange them. Guess you were having a bad hair day. Seokjin willed his heart to calm down as he chuckled, slowly walking over to you, hands at his sides. 

“May I?” Seokji gestured to your hair. He didn’t want to overstep your boundaries again. 

You nodded. 

Seokjin braided your hair simply. During the whole time, you were fidgeting with your blankets and your dress, constantly biting your bottom lip. Seokjin’s hands landed on your shoulders after he finished braiding your hair and said, “Stop biting that lip, ham.”

Your brows furrowed. “Ham?” You asked him with the cutest pout on your lips. 

“Yep. It’s easier than two syllables ‘HamHam’ so just ‘Ham’.” 

You looked confused. Where did this come from?

“I am a hamster not a piece of ham.”

Seokjin burst out laughing. “Isn’t it shorter for Ham instead of Hamster?” Seokjin couldn’t stop laughing. You sounded so… pouty. 

“I am not a piece of ham!” 

Seokjin wiped his tears. “Of course, Ham.”

You huffed and jumped out of bed, completely forgetting why you were nervous before. Seokjin was glad to have managed to take your mind off some things. 

“Come on. I made breakfast and we will leave after that.”

“Leave?” You were back to looking scared. 

“Yes. We need to get you a new collar. A comfortable one.” Seokjin explained, hoping that you would understand the need. He hopes that one day, hybrids will be able to walk freely and be their own person rather than having to be dependent on ownership to survive. But for now, it is important for him to stake a claim on you so that you don’t get unnecessarily attacked. 

You nodded and the fumbling of your hands was back. 

“What’s wrong?”

You were hesitant. “Ehm… Wha…What’s for breakfast?”

“Souffé pancakes!” Seokjin beamed. “With as much whipping cream and maple syrup as you want. Of course not forgetting the side of strawberries and blueberries - wait, are you allergic to them?”

You shook your head. 

“Nice!” He held out a hand for you and almost swooned when you accepted it. “Let’s go!”

Hi everyone!!

Sorry for skipping the updates. Unlike Yoongi's fanfic "So What?" This series has not been completed. However, all the chapters posted have been edited and checked. It's currently the peak examination period and I will not be posting as often. This series will be updated every Monday only.

I will try to finish the series amidst the piling reports but no promises for now. I'm sorry 😭😭

One thing for certain is that I will try to give you the best I can:) I hope you all enjoy this series! Thank you for all the love you have given Yoongi's fanfic "So What?" as well. As for the oneshots usually posted on Thursdays, I have a few ready but in need of dire editing. So I hope you guys can give me some time and stay tuned for upcoming works.

Thank you for your patience and support!! 💜

[crystalsnow95z]

your allergy fics are so good! would you be able to write one with jungkook? any caretaker, with jungkook coming into contact with something he's terribly allergic to but he wants to enjoy (like a bouquet of flowers or a cute kitten idk) and it sets him off sneezing a ton, with a super itchy nose. thank you!

I have plenty of mostly finished projects, but I can't bring myself to post them, so I keep working on new ones, and after months, I finally made one I like!

"Jaykay...Jungkook-ah.. wake up.. we're landing.." Hoseok shakes the mankae when his gentle approach doesn't work. "Jaykay your face is so puffy.." Hoseok smiles fondly, grabbing Jungkook's face and smooshing his face in between his fingers.

Jungkook moans in complaint, his eyes fluttering open to look at Hoseok. "Hyung..what time is it?" he grabs Hoseok's wrist to get him to stop attacking his cheeks, rubbing at his eyes. "It's morning still?"

"It is..Good morning Junggukkie." Hoseok smiles, feeling pride in successfully getting him to start moving. "It's because of the time difference. Remember?"

Jungkook studies his surroundings perplexed before his eyes widen with recognition when the sleep that fogged his memory dissipates, replaced with excitement. "Oh! I know! We're filming a music video!I'm so excited! We're going to be filming by a real waterfall and going to a garden with hundreds of different flowers and we're going to work with birds!" The memory of the meeting floods over him.

"We're going to get amazing photos. I wonder if we'll get to see a real toucan." Taehyung adds in his own excitement, leaning forward to talk to Jungkook.

"Toucan? Do you really think we can see a real one? I've seen videos of them and they don't look real." Hoseok adds in.

"Everyone, please return to your seats and buckle up." The boys hear the announcement, gathering up their things.

"Namjoon-ah do you have everything?" Yoongi asks, placing his tablet into his bag.

"Of course. You gifted me a holder for my passport after that incident in japan.." Namjoon pulls out the passport that was tucked into his shirt.

"That's because we almost couldn't perform.. you're lucky that man found it in the bathroom for you.. What about your headphones?"

Namjoon opens his airpod case, ears reddening when he sees there's only one inside, feeling around his seat until he finds it. "You knew i lost one didn't you hyung.."

"It fell out when you were sleeping." Yoongi smiles, then gasps in surprise when the turbulence hits, clutching onto the armrest, his stomach churning uncomfortably.

"You okay Yoongi?" Jin asks, taking out his headphones when he feels Yoongi's hand brush against his arm.

"I'm okay, my stomach just fluttered.." Yoongi swallows the saliva that filled his mouth, taking a deep breath. "It'll pass.."

"We're almost on the ground, and we'll have a few hours to rest." Jin reassures the daegu rapper, taking his hand.

"Thanks hyungie.." Yoongi speaks softly, squeezing Jin's hand.

"You don't have to thank me. Just take it easy until the shoot okay?" Jin gently runs his thumb across Yoongi's knuckles.

"We landed!" Jungkook says excitedly, unbuckling himself, but Hoseok puts his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Let's wait a bit to get off Kook-ah." Hoseok orders gently side eyeing Yoongi, who still hadn't regained the color in his cheeks.

"Yes hyung..." Jungkook settles back in, eyes sparkling. It doesn't matter if I have to wait. I'll be able to film with the birds and see the waterfall and take pretty photos for army.

"Is everyone finished changing?" Namjoon asks, looking over his team, frowning when he notices Jungkook's darker outfit in comparison to everyone else's vibrant colors."Jungkook, that's the wrong outfit..that's for the garden shoot.."

"Aish..I'm sorry Hyung.." Jungkook quickly starts stripping to switch outfits. "Everything looks so pretty from the carride and the hotel view..I got excited.." he casts his eyes down guiltily. I'm not some teenager anymore.. I need to concentrate and not make such rookie mistakes.. I should've noticed I didn't match..

"It's okay, just pay attention from now on, alright? We need to focus on filming. We only have so much daylight with outside shoots." Namjoon rubs Jungkook's back, helping him get changed to make it quicker.

"I'll pay attention from now on.." Jungkook promises shyly looking away from Namjoon. After switching to match the others in the mankae line, the seven boys leave the dressing room, Jungkook fighting the urge to run towards the sound of the waterfall.

Hoseok and Jimin links arms with Jungkook, keeping him at pace with the others. "Calm down Jaykay you don't want to risk getting hurt on this uneven ground before we even get there." Hoseok scolds him gently, leading him around a tree root.

"I'll be careful, sorry hyung.." Jungkook watches his feet carefully stepping over branches and stones that made it on the path. Taehyung and Namjoon walk ahead of them, taking photos of the scenery in front of them. "Why can't I run free with Rapmonie hyung and Taehyungie-hyungie?"

"What? You don't want to walk with me?" Jimin pouts, letting go of Jungkook. "Fine, go play with them."

"I didn't mean it like that Jimin-shii.. I just wanted to go ahead too.." Jungkook relinks his arm with Jimin pulling him and Hoseok to walk ahead with the others.

"Look Hyung! That tree.. it's filled with birds." Jungkook points our, his voice scaring the birds into fleeing in several directions.

"Kook-ah you scared them away." Namjoon frowns, watching them go with disappointment.

"I'm sor..ah..ah.." Jungkook puts his hand over his nose with an itch forms, breath hitching. "Ah..heygifh!"

"[Bless you]" Jimin speaks in English. "You okay? Not catching a cold are you? You did sleep the whole plane ride.."

"No, no I'm okay..my nose just had a bad itch.."Jungkook sniffles, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "A feather must've tickled my nose or something..I haven't felt sick today."

"I can see the waterfall!" Jin announces, everyone looking forward, trying to spot it through the trees.

"Oh wow, it's bigger than I thought it would be.." Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees it, the boys rushing to get closer.

Jungkook bends down to take a photo of a cluster of flowers,trying to ignore the itch that annoyed the tip of his nose.

"Don't get too close to the water, Jungkook-ah. You need to stay dry for the shoot."

"I won't hyung..I'm just looking at the flowers.." Jungkook's breath hitches when another sneeze builds up, but he gently rubs it away. I can't be getting sick now.. we're spending four days in a tropical paradise.

"Did you get water in your nose Gukkie?" Taehyung asks when he approaches Jungkook, the younger jumping when he sees Taehyung next to him.

"Aish, Hyung you scared me.. I didn't hear you coming over the water. I don't know what's wrong with me, but .ah..agh..heh'ticgish!" Jungkook quickly covers his face, Taehyung grabbing the back of his shirt to keep him balanced. "Ugh. Thanks Taehyungie-hyung. I was fine earlier..I don't know why I'm sneezing all of a sudden.."

"Maybe it's all the flowers.. maybe you should take some medicine just in case.." Taehyung suggests, pulling Jungkook away from them.

"But I want to get some good shots for Army to see." Jungkook whines, but makes no attempt to pull away.

"We have to work now. We can take photos together later, and I can take photos for you if you can't get close." Taehyung promises leading him back to the others. "Is there any way we can get allergy medicine for Jungkook? His nose is getting red and stuffy.."

"I'm sorry, but we would have to go back to the resort for that.. I'll send someone to go get some. Do you think you can film until then Jungkook-sii?" The manager asks.

"Yes, I'll be okay. It's not that bad. It's just an annoyance.. I can still film.." Jungkook replies politely.

A female staff member digs in her purse, handing him a small packet of tissues. "Here Jungkook. Blowing your nose might help."

"Thanks Noona.." he bows, turning away from the others to try to clear his nose of the clear goo. "That's much better.."

As soon as the seven members get their makeup redone and the director gives them their directions, the boys get right to work going through the scenes and choreography.

"Jimin-ah..you weren't looking in the same direction as the others and you led on the wrong foot.." Hoseok scolds him when they were reviewing the clips, noticing Jimin was looking at Jungkook who couldn't stop sniffling, fighting off the urge to sneeze.

"I'm sorry.. can we do it one more time? I'll get it right this time." Jimin bows in apology to his members, looking at Jungkook when he does it. Jungkookie looks uncomfortable..I need to get it right the first time so he can get some time to rest.

Jungkook tries to hold back another sneeze when he sees Jimin's worried gaze staring back at him, but Jimin could see his nose twitching as the itch builds up.

"Noona will be back soon.." Jimin gently uses his thumb to wipe the tear that formed in Jungkook's tear duct. "You don't have to be tough for us, okay?"

"I'm not crying..my eyes are just watering because of my allergies.." Jungkook sniffles. "I'm okay..it's just irrita..ah..itdgitch! Heh'itchu!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok frowns, hugging Jungkook from behind. "My poor baby.."

"Jungkook-sii I got..you the medicine." The staff member who ran to the resort calls to him, out of breath from running back.

Taehyung rushes over to get the medicine from her, popping the blister pack to get the round pink pill for Jungkook, bringing it back to him. "Here Jungkookie, I got it."

"Thanks Hyung." Jungkook swallows the pill Taehyung gives him, Jimin getting him water to help it go down quicker. "Let's do the shoot again."

"You don't want time for it to kick in?” Jin asks, fretting over the youngest.

Jungkook shakes his head."No, I already got us behind schedule with all the touch ups.. I can do it.."

Jungkook and Taehyung rush ahead of the other members despite the older members calling to them,unable to hear them over the sound of the birds.

"Oh wow.. it's so pretty!" Jungkook's pupils take over his irises, his eyes becoming to round black discs, taking in the special guests for their music video. "Oh wow..This one's purple..I never seen a purple bird before!'

"This is [purple honeycreeper.] This one rescue. I thought he would be perfect for you ." The bird handler smiles when he sees the boys look surprised at his Korean skills.

"[Purple honeycreeper..]" Jungkook repeats the name in English. "[What's bird name?]"

"[Ah, right introductions...] I'm Gary and this bird here is Viola."

"Can I touch?" Jungkook asks, ignoring his body's warning. The medicine helped him yesterday, but at the moment he felt just as bad as he did the first day they were filming.

"Hold out finger." Gary tells him, showing Taehyung what to do by getting Viola to go on his finger. "[Step up Viola.]" He gives the command, letting her climb onto his finger.

The other members catch up, taking in the sights of the colorful birds surrounding them.

Jungkook holds his to Viola, gasping when he feels the bird use its beak to balance herself while she climbs onto his finger. "Look Hyung..i'm holding a bird!" Jungkook sniffles, turning to the man. "Can i pet?"

"As long as you only touch her head and neck." Gary gently ordered.

"You can't touch a bird anywhere else or it will think you want to mate." Yoongi tells Jungkook.

Jungkook turns to the handler, who blushes."Ah, that's true. It.. excites them if you touch its wings or chest too much.."

Jungkook nods, gently touching Viola's head, gently ruffling the feathers. Oh no.. not now..

Jungkook quickly places his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, hoping the bird would have a safe escape from the sneezes he could feel coming despite his efforts to hold them back. "Heh'heh..heygifh! Heh'itchu! Higtcvhsgh!"

Viola screeches, flapping her wings in fear jumping off of Jungkook's hand and jumping onto Taehyung's head, trying to get farther from the sound that startled her.

The other birds go into panic at the sound of viola, Hoseok clinging to Namjoon when they take flight.

Jungkook covers his face,trying to muffle the sound, but when the birds take flight the feeling only worsens. "Hehtichih!"

"[Woah, Woah. It's okay Viola.. it's okay..]" Taehyung tries to speak English for the frightened bird, Gary trying to calm his other pets down.

"Somethings wrong you need to get away.." Jin starts leading Jungkook away from the chaos, his heart racing in fear.

I can't breathe..I need to calm down..

Jungkook staggered away from the others, Jin keeping a tight grip on the mankae"Woah Jungkook I got you.."

"Heh..hehitxgh! Heh'itchu! Hey'itchi!" Jungkook let out another flurry of sneezes, holding Jin tightly. It wasn't the flowers..

"Here Jungkookie, look at me.." Jin gently leads his chin up, taking a nasal spray from the bag he was given as an accessory. "I got this just in case.."

"Thanks hyung.." Jungkook sniffles, taking it from Jin. "Heh'itchii! Hey'itchi!" He sneezes as soon as he puts it near his nose only amplifying the itch that plagued his sinuses.

"Here let hyung do it." Jin gently grabs Jungkook's chin, tilting his head upwards. "Try to sit still for me. I'll make it quick..okay?"

Jungkook nods, holding his breath to try to avoid sneezing on Jin as he swiftly sprays the medicine into one nostril than the other.

"Hei' etfhitch! Heh'itchu!" Jungkook's eyes water as he sneezes. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

"It's okay baby.. I know you aren't feeling well." Jin rubs the back of Jungkook's neck. "I think your allergic to birds Jungkookie.."

"I was around birds before..I was fine.." Jungkook sniffles, rubbing at his nose to try to ease the itch that threatened to cause more sneezes to erupt from him.

"You can develop new allergies Kook-ah.. I know how excited you were to play with them, but outside of filming I think you should avoid them." Jin tells him solemnly.

Yoongi goes up to them with a small packet of tissues,giving it to Jungkook. "They got the birds under control, but they want to give them time to fully calm down."

"That's good. I was worried I ruined the...heh..heh.." Jungkook felt the sneeze building, but it was only a false start. "Ruined the music shoot.." he finishes, his voice coming out as a nasally whisper, trying to clear his nose to see if that would ease the discomfort that was making him miserable.

"It's not your fault, Jungkookie. We could always make changes. What's important is that you don't suffer for the shoot. Even if you push through it, army will be able to see how much you're suffering." Yoongi puts his arm around Jungkook, pulling him close.

"I'll go get the others so we can see what our next move is. We'll figure this out together, okay Kookie?" Jin leaves to the filming site.

"Hyung I really wanted to play with the birds.." Jungkook sighs, knowing that all the members would agree with Jin.

"I know. Life sucks.. now you and Jiminie can suffer together." Yoongi teases him lightly, getting a small smile out of Jungkook.

[adorejungkook]

Baby Got Back!!

CHAPTER 7

Synopsis; Jeon Jungkook has the fattest fucking crush on you meanwhile Jimin and Taehyung don’t find you too hard to look at either. Now Jungkook has to find a way to confess his feelings, maybe even show you,  before the other two find their ways into your pants during your “staycation”. 

Warnings; you guys said you'd be interested in longer chapters, so this is 5 pages long! We'll see how well it does :) happy reading lol

word count; 2k

chapter. 1 , 2, 3, 4 , 5 , 6, 7, 8

As soon as Jungkook opened the door, he was met with two pairs of eyes and two empty chipotle bowls.

Woah, they even paid for extra guac! 

Ugh, they would do that while Jungkook wasn’t here.

“Oh!” Taehyung exclaimed, jumping out of his seat and pulling you into his chest like a soldier who hasn’t seen his spouse in seven years, “You brought my baby back~”

“Tae,” You giggled, playfully shoving him away.

Suddenly, Jungkook doesn’t feel as bad about stealing you away and not buying the guys food. He’d probably do it again.

“Stop touching her.” Jungkook said shortly, shoving his arm in between the two of you.

Taehyung stared into his eyes with a small smile on his face, though the look he was giving him wasn’t friendly. It was like he was challenging Jungkook, maybe even mocking him.

“Why?”

…SHIT.

Jungkook had just pushed himself in between the two of you and seemingly for no reason. He knew that the guys knew exactly why he was acting this way, but you might be more than a little shocked to find out how much his heart panged when you laugh so sweetly, and not because of him. 

Plus, it would be a little more than humiliating to confess his crush this way and he had to go to bed with you tonight! He’d like to tackle one problem at a time. 

“Um,” Jungkook mumbled out, eyes seemingly searching the floor for an answer before seemingly finding it in the smirk plastered on Jimin’s face.

“Because dickhead, you just had chipotle and she’s allergic to pinto beans!” He scoffed, shooting them both sharp looks with their faces both fell in realization. 

“Fuckkkk,” Taehyung groaned, rushing away to clean up their leftover plates.

Jungkook had won. 

“We really did forget babe,” Jimin frowns as he wipes the table down, giving an apologetic look, “Shoulda got Mcdonalds or some shit…”

“Oh, you’re good! Don’t worry about it,” You assure with a soft smile before turning to Jungkook.

“Hey, you wanna watch a movie later?”

This is the most Jungkopok has ever talked to you and it seems like you’re both enjoying it, even though he’s been acting a little off. 

He wonders if you don’t mind or if you’re just used to it. 

Either way, as long as you weren’t tired of him, he was going to keep trying his best to impress you. 

“Oh yeah, do you want me to tell the guys too? I think Jimin knows where to pirate that new one coming out!” He giggled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh,” 

You paused.

Well, Jungkook was done for! You finally realized that you were done talking to him. Was it something he said? Maybe Jimin was right and girls really didn’t like it when you explained pokemon storylines to them…

Or maybe you realized that he stole another one of your delicious cookies?

Either way, Jungkook fucked up.

“I mean, yeah! I was talking about when we go to bed, but you can ask them,” You said with a stale laugh before taking off to change into your pajamas. 

Oh, you DON’T hate him and his pokemon lore! You want to spend more time with him, and maybe even find out about Squirtle’s origins! Jungkook couldn’t be happier right now.

Except for the fact that you just told him to ask the guys if they wanted to join. 

Jungkook definitely didn’t want to do that, but at the same time he had already lied to you once a day and Taehyung would snitch on him as soon as he caught on to what he did earlier today. 

At the same time though, you did say that he could invite them if he wanted to.

They would probably just come in if they heard the TV, but Jungkook didn’t want that either.

He knew exactly what to do.

He strutted into the kitchen, a man on a mission.

Both boys looked up from the dining table, seemingly having finished with their mini-cleaning session.

Jungkook took a deep breath before bowing his head.

“ (y/n) wanted me to ask you if you wanted to watch a movie with us but I really don’t want you to watch it with us so please please please don’t come to our room, I’ll pay you back,” Jungkook yapped out, hands clasped as he waited for his elders’ responses. 

“Huh?” Taehyung chuckled out, looking at Jimin in disbelief, “See, you can’t tell me they’re not fucking!” 

Jimin just rolls his eyes before tapping at Jungkook’s shoulder, “Fine, we’ll leave you alone for tonight, but if she’s not your girl by tomorrow then I’m gonna be pissed.”

“Man,” Tae groaned, resting his face in his hands, “She’s gonna look so hot in her little nightie dress-thing too..” 

Jungkook’s gonna act like he didn’t hear that.

He giggles sweetly before rushing to his room to get ready for bed. 

For your bed, which you were going to share and watch movies in.

:))) 

Should he find a movie before you get done or let you pick? Did you want popcorn or like, some poptarts to snack on? A million thoughts a minute flashed through his head, including some mini panic when he came across the pair of panties that he practically (literally) stole from you while rummaging through his suitcase before pulling out exactly what he was looking for.  

Grey sweatpants. 

No undies. 

Perfection. 

He decided on not wearing a shirt either, partially because he wanted to impress you but also because he never wore shirts to sleep anyways.

After quickly changing and washing his face, he ran back into the kitchen while ignoring Taehyung’s eyes glaring at the back of his head. 

Even though he wasn’t a baker like you, he was a certified snack master. 

Jungkook grabs a bowl and fills it to the brim with popcorn, pretzels and chocolate candies before mixing it up and dusting a little salt over the top.

If this doesn’t make you fall for him, he honestly isn’t sure what will.

He carefully brings it back to your room, sitting it in the middle of the bed while he waits for you. He chuckles to himself when he hears you singing your favorite song from the bathroom, Wildflower he thinks it was called.

Okay, he knows that’s exactly what song it is. 

He follows you on spotify, you’ve got a real gift for playlist-making. 

“Okay, I’m ready!” You say as you walk out of the bathroom, putting the last bit of your hair up into the scrunchie you had on your head.

Jungkook’s eyes drag down your body, before falling back onto the scrunchie. He noticed that you had matched the color with your very sexy, almost princess-like nightgown . It fell just before the middle of your thighs and the lettuce-hem at the bottom only made it that much more enticing to focus on.

Jungkook was stronger than that, though. 

Well, strong enough to wait until you were looking at him to stare, but strong nonetheless! 

As you hop onto the bed, you place the snack bowl on Jungkook’s lap before scooting closer to him and putting the blanket over you both. 

“Are you cold? I can grab another blanket,” Jungkook laughed nervously, paying more attention to your side pressing onto him than he needed to. 

He could feel the blood rushing to the tips of his ears.

“Nah,” You said nonchalantly, plucking a pretzel and some m&ms from the bowl, before looking up at him, “You feel nice,” 

You pick up the remote and start scrolling through movies while Jungkook prays to god than you can’t hear his heart trying to break out of his chest. 

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[mrs-monaghan]

Jkkrs love to lie.

"Why is tkk hanging out TWICE means that their relationship has deepen?!" Twice?

- bowling

- bowling again

- restaurant (after bowling I think)

- hotel

- theatre

- premiere - filmed by jk not hybe stuff ;)

- ski resort (not confirmed but still a rumor)

- some place, I don't know where. V posted the pics on ig (the day before jin and jk was leaving korea)

- tae said to jk during the ig live "see you tomorrow". (So it means the met again and we don't know where)

- tae mentioned that he was playing with jk

- jk's home

Jikook:

- Jimin's practice at hybe

jimin said he didn't visit jk's home

jimin said he couldn't go to gym

Then we had: jimin and hobi dates (x2); jimin and yoongi at hybe; jimin said he sees yoongi and hobi the most, jimin and rm at nike event.

This is what we know. I understand why you're mad

"I think." So I'm gonna go ahead and scrap anything u mentioned and then followed up with "I think." Cool? Cool.

Bowling. Once. Scrap the second one. Hotel doesn't count because it was for work, other members were there and so was black pink and V is fucking Jennie. So scrap that too. Musical. Sure. Premiere. Sure. Ski resort. Bullshit. Some places you don't know where? 🤣🤣😂 anon. If you're gonna come at me at least know the place. Jesus. V was playing with JK video games online. So scrap. V said see you 2morrow. You're speculating. So scrap. JK's home. Okay, sure.

So you're here with 4 confirmed sightings and u want me to be mad? About what exactly? I'm confusion.

You know what I'm mad about? That you missed the following:

BTS playing This or That. First question. Tropical Island or hiking. Jikook each look at each other's answers First. Luckily they're the same

Question 2: Restaurant or eating out. Jimin immediately looking at JK's answer. JK says eating out. Jimin doesn't look very happy.

Jimin goes ahead and comments about cooking at home and what does JK do? He changes his answer. His man had spoken. 😌

The game continues. Couple still looking at each other's answers First. I mean, this is the norm btw if you've been paying attention during RUN BTS. Oh, anon. Almost forgot about you. JK don't give 2 shits about V's answers. Moving on.

Now my favourite part. This was before Bam btw. So next question: Dog or cat. JK says dog of course but Jimin says both. JK tries to tell him to say dog.

Jimin doesn't change his answer. JK is like "babe tf are you doing? Dog. Thumbs up."

But Jimin doesn't budge and here we get a pouty JK. Poor baby wasn't happy 😔

Now why was it so important to JK that Jimin choose dog? Why does Jimin's answer matter? 😂😂😂 Again, I would like to reiterate: JK👏🏾 DOESN’T 👏🏾CARE 👏🏾WHAT 👏🏾KIM TAEHYUNG👏🏾 HAS👏🏾 TO 👏🏾SAY. HE 👏🏾ONLY CARES👏🏾 WHAT 👏🏾ANSWERS 👏🏾JIMIN 👏🏾IS GIVING. 👏🏾👏🏾

Also this isn't BH content so I'm not sure how it can be categorised as FS but I'm sure you'll find a way. 😂

P.s lets not feel too bad for JK. They did get a dog and I'm pretty sure Jimin is allergic to cats so its all good. JK has Bam. So he got what he wanted. 😁😁

Next question: JK totally cheats here and their answers end up matching.

Things to note:

Jimin looked at JK's answers throughout

JK looked at Jimin's answers throughout.

They each wanted the other to choose the same answer as each other.

Jimin made JK change his answer and succeeded.

JK failed in making Jimin change his answer

As a Tkkr you're the one who should be mad that JK only ever prioritises Jimin.

But you already know this, don't you? Its why your insecurity brought you to my blog?

This or that game here for those who wanna confirm for yourselves. I recommend watching the cat or dog part. Hilarious 🤭

In conclusion: Jikook is real. Taekook is something made up by

And even now that you have proof of hangouts, your ship isn't any realer than it was before, unfortunately. Sucks to be you. It's sad, I know. Here. Have a tissue

[smolwritingchick]

I'm curious to know what jungkook and the rest of the members would be like, whilst jennie is pregnant. Would they be very overprotective or just let her be?

This is SO cute! 🥰

Jungkook will be the most overprotective. Always wanting to carry stuff for her and do everything for her. If she asks for anything at all even if it’s in the middle of the night for ice cream or a weird craving he’ll immediately grab it. I was thinking avocados will begin to be one of her number one cravings. Wanting it with everything she eats. As she is closer to her due date he’ll be following her everywhere trying to see if she’s ok. If the media tries to bombard them he will get upset along with the rest of the members as they protect her.

Jin: Shockingly Jennie will think Smarties are nasty during her pregnancy so she won’t be eating them again until after she gives birth. I see Jin always on snack duty and food, paying close attention to what she craves. I see him being pretty overprotective too. Also I remember an ask about the boys’ moms giving her recipes that helped during their pregnancies. So I see Jin learning how to make them and cooking for her.

Jungkook: there will be times Jen will tell him she’s fine and can grab something or carry something. And with her occasional mood swings she will get annoyed with him and the others, telling them to chill. I also see Jungkook giving her the best massages and making sure she’s extremely comfortable when sitting or in bed.

J-Hope: I see him also being very overprotective. He’s always been like her guardian angel ever since he noticed her allergic reaction to pineapple. So he will totally always be asking if she’s all right. I was thinking when she gets heartburn for the first time he’d immediately have her eat bananas to help soothe it. And will ask if she ate a banana today just in case the heartburn comes back

RM: he’ll let her be. And also will do research to help her with her pregnancy. He’d also tell the guys to give her her space if he notices her getting moody from their constant overprotection or from her hormones. He’ll be pretty observant on her moods and know just what to say or do to keep her at ease. I also see him helping Jungkook relax whenever he feels on edge about Jennie and her aches or pains during the pregnancy

Jimin: I also see him being more chill. He’ll be attentive to her like the others but won’t act so overprotective. Him and Taehyung will be freaking out and excited to see their OTP becoming parents. He’ll be helping her with the nursery and everything. I do see him and another member bickering over baby clothes or what should be in the nursery

Taehyung: I see him being more chill and leaving her be, too. Of course he’ll be there for her but knows she’ll be fine with everyone else and himself checking on her. He’ll always get so giddy feeling the baby bump and trying to talk to her stomach.

Suga: I feel like he’ll also leave her be. He knows his precious smartie is in good hands with him and everyone else but he won’t be too overprotective. he will make sure she has breathing room. I also see him getting very emotional feeling the babies kick for the first time when she happily asks him if he wants to feel. And telling the guys to let her breathe when the overprotective members are crowding around her to see if she’s ok.

With her hormones going crazy there will be times she’ll want them all to leave her alone. Overall if anyone tries to overstep their boundaries with Jen and her baby bump like trying to touch her stomach without asking, they’ll definitely get upset and call them out on it. I’ll do my best to make the pregnancy chapters whenever I get there fluffy af ❤️

[eoieopda]

okay i have another head canon 🫣🫣 feed into my delusions jade i fucking dare you. all right, how about travelling with them for the first time since you started dating? i wonder what that would be like 👀👀

namjoon is praying you don’t break up with him at your terminal because he forgot his passport at home. he’d understand if you did, tbh. he’s disappointed (but not surprised) at himself. when you just laugh (because it’s as funny as it is infuriating, okay??) he’s over the moon. he’s taking you to a bunch of significant cultural and historical sites, museums, etc., and he’s gonna tell you everything that giant sponge brain has absorbed. he’s def reading some almanac or similar shit on the plane to study up.

seokjin doesn’t have a plan/itinerary, but he does have a massive list of all the restaurants he wants to hit, wineries/breweries/distilleries you might come across, etc. and he actually does a good job of keeping you calm with all the travel stress by being a giant fuckin goofball. this is the one situation where he’s not yelling, whining, etc. when he gets frustrated because he prioritizes your well-being 💕

yoongi has his shit right together, but in a very low key way. he doesn’t announce any of it, but he’s in full airport dad mode. he knows exactly when your flight is and how early you need to be there; he’s done the pre-boarding whatever the fuck. he somehow has any toiletry item you didn’t even think to bring. i guarantee he has tampons and tummy meds and shit, just in case. thoughtful bastard 😭 but don’t you dare comment on any of this or make it a big deal that he’s so prepared because he will blush to death.

hoseok is free as a fucking bird. he’s following the wind, babeeeeey. he is allergic to planning, doesn’t want to have a destination in mind. he’ll flip a coin to see where you’re flying. where are you staying? you’ll figure it out when you get tired. energy out the wazoo, too. no time for naps — you’ve got shit to do, people to meet, places to be!!

jimin strikes me as the anxious traveler type, so i bet he’s checking and re-checking all your reservations, making sure your backup plans have backup plans, etc., because he needs whatever you’re doing to go well and be 👏🏻 special 👏🏻. you must hold his hand at all times so you don’t get separated, and because he needs an anchor. he will most certainly, accidentally get wine drunk in the airport bar due to stress, lmao.

taehyung is — where is taehyung? you take your eyes of this guy for a second, and he’s 🏃🏻‍♂️ off doing taetae shit. you’ll have to follow a breadcrumb trail (it’s probably the shoes he kicked off, a dropped ascot, etc.) to find him. an unintentional scavenger hunt. when you do locate him, he’s staring wide-eyes at something scenic, speaking so poetically about how beautiful life is — and ya know what? he’s right. you saw the whole damn city while you were trying to find him, and you wouldn’t have, otherwise!! for real, you gotta get one of those backpack leashes like a lil kid at the zoo, otherwise…. hope you brought supportive footwear. your ass is getting those steps in 😵‍💫

jungkook is relying on you completely. he doesn’t know what’s going on, where he is, what he needs to get done, etc., so you’re gonna have to do allllll of the logistical work. HOWEVER, he makes it feel like it’s not a chore. it’s sooo fun because this boy is full of wonder, and so fucking eager. dude is down for whatever, just point the way.

[7ndipity]

I really loved your partner privileges headcanons😍😍 can you please write another part of it? but instead of gf what kind of privileges do you think they will give to someone they are not in a relationship with but have a crush on? Thank you ☺️

Partner Privileges They Would Give Their Crush

Ot7 x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks for this request! I really enjoyed writing these, I hope you like them!

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Jin: You’re one of the only people who ever get to see his serious side. He said before that he’s allergic to seriousness, but whenever he sees you upset or needing to talk, he doesn’t hesitate to drop the facade and sit with you and work through whatever’s bothering you.

Yoongi: Sounds like a joke, but eye contact. Everybody teases about how he never holds eye contact w them for more than a few seconds, so imagine their surprise when he literally cannot pull his gaze away from you as you talk. Your eyes are one of his biggest weaknesses.

Hobi: Skinship. As physically affectionate as he is with everyone, this one might be hard to spot, but there are certain little actions that he only does with you, like holding your hand when you’re out so you don't get separated and resting your head on his shoulder(and vice versa).

Namjoon: Lets you see his work before anyone else. He tends to be rather private about his writing process, but he absolutely loves the way your face lights up as you listen to one of his demos or read his lyrics that don’t have a melody yet. You’ve rapidly become his biggest muse.

Jimin: You’re one of the few people allowed to make fun of or tease him. He naturally tends to be a bit defensive, but he loves when the two of you start to pick and joke with each other. It shows him that you’re comfortable with each other and trust that you won’t go too far.

Taehyung: Deep talks. Similar to Jin, he tends to steer clear of heavier topics, but when he gets around you, he becomes an open book. Late night convos with you about everything from dreams for the future to secret insecurities make him realize how hard he’s falling for you.

Jungkook: Household chores. Idk what it is, but casual domesticity just makes his heart go crazy. Doesn’t matter if it’s grocery shopping, washing dishes, laundry(remember when he did laundry on livestream?), he’ll gladly help you with any of them, just as an excuse to be near you.

Taglist: @sopebubbles-replies @btsw1fe @this-must-be-my-tardis @whitefoxgirl @bethanysnow @coffeedepressionsoup @captainorangegoose @k4ngelz

[bangtanloverboys]

the pet whisperer // kth

summary - after receiving a ghost egg as a reward from a quest, you go looking to help get it hatched. but instead of finding the doctor, you find his assistant

pairing - pet trainer!taehyung x pet owner!reader 

genre - fluff; wizard 101 au

word count - 1.5k

warnings - dip’s made up lore, friendships, quick mention of fear but nothing bad

guide - conjury = myth school; necromancy = death school; divination = storm school; marleybonian = british cat person

author’s note - this one is a tad short, as i just like the interactions and building up of the pet world. it’s just a little cute thing

the seven schools of ravenwood masterlist

Growing up there was one thing you would always ask your parents for every year for your birthday: a pet. It didn’t matter what type, it could’ve been a piggle, an imp, a dragon, a firecat, anything! All you wanted was your own buddy to train and hang out with. Unfortunately, your parents never liked the idea. Your father was allergic to feathers, your mother wasn’t fond of the idea of taking care of yet another thing on top of you and your siblings, and it was a lot of responsibility that you simply couldn’t handle at such a young age. So you shelved the childhood dream of having a pet, going through school and only gazing longingly at the other students as they brought their pets to school for show and tell or for dueling practice. 

Only after you’d moved out of your family home in Olde Town and gotten your own apartment in Firecat Alley did you finally revisit the dream. You had started doing oddball errands and jobs that other wizards refused in order to save up to help purchase a pet. It was by pure chance of luck that one of those little excursions had you being rewarded with a pet! A ghost egg, how fitting considering you’re a necromancer.

With the egg tucked safely into your pack, you approached the Pet Pavilion. You’d been down the street before as a younger student, watching some of the traveling animal shows that passed through. But now as a new pet owner, you felt a bit out of your depth and a tad nervous.

“Hey, can I help you with anything?” A voice pulled you out of your thoughts. The voice belonged to a (very attractive) blond man, no taller than you, dressed head to toe in blue and yellow; he had to be a conjurer. 

“Hi, I uh- I just got this ghost egg and I’m looking to hatch it.” You pulled your pack to the side, lifting up the lid to show the grey shell to him. 

“First time pet owner?”

You nodded. 

“Alright! So for hatching we’re gonna set ‘em up in the Hatchery then, it takes a couple hours but it’s sooner than waiting. This way,” he said as he started leading you up the stairs towards the large building at the end of the pavilion. “My name’s Taehyung Frogtamer, by the way.”

“Y/N Redwraith,” you responded as you followed him. Inside the Hatchery, sounds of electricity buzzed and lights flashed, catching you off guard for a moment. Along the side of the room were small seats where various eggs were placed, hooked up to a machine. On the floor was a large insignia for divination, leading you to believe storm magic must’ve helped power it all. Despite it being layered in magic, you couldn’t help but think it all looked like something you’d seen in an old book on Marleybone, a world filled with electricity and machinery rather than magic. You must’ve looked a tad unsettled as Taehyung pulled your attention away from them. 

“Don’t worry, this is all very humane and safe. Unordinary, yes. But all pets are healthy, trust me.” Even under Taehyung’s assurance, it was still a tad nerve wracking. The Pet Pavilion was still fairly new, so having egg hatched under assistance was still a relatively new practice. Especially for Wizard City.

“You’re the doctor, so I’ll trust you.”

Your words visibly shook him, as his mouth fell open to say something but before he could respond a new voice interjected. 

“Frogtamer is not the doctor.” You turned your head towards the voice, and on a platform was a Marleybonian dressed in a lab coat and other medical tools. “I am Doctor Purreau.”

Heat gathered in your cheeks, embarrassed at your assumption. “I’m sorry, he seems very knowledgeable and I’ve never quite been in here before,” you confessed, scratching at the back of your neck. 

“Hmm,” Dr. Purreau regarded you with a disinterested look. He didn’t say anything else before turning his back on your, looking back towards an egg that was strapped to a chair, watching it as it cracked and came to life. 

Turning back to Taehyung, he gestured for you to follow him to the other side of the hall room. “Dr. P is. . . he is a character, but a good doctor. Trust in the science. Now, I can still help you, if you’re interested?”

“Yes, thank you.” Taehyung looked to you then to your bag, slightly nodding to it. “Oh, right!” You reached into your pack, carefully pulling out the large grey egg. Slowly, you placed it into Taheyung’s hands. You watched as he delicately placed it into the chair, strapping it in. You gnawed on your lower lip as he began to hook it up the machine, lowering the metal headset down to the crown of the egg. The blond approached the side of the machine where a large lever was on display. 

Wrapping his hands around the handle, Taehyung looked over to you. “You might want to shield your eyes.” 

Doing as he said, your hands came up to your eyes as he lowered the lever. Bright flashes of lightning and claps of thunder filled your ears. You swore, it was so loud you feared you might’ve lost your hearing. But in a matter of moments, it was done! The room went quiet and you peeled your hands away from your eyes. Seated in the remaining bits of shell was the head of a ghost, its ghoulish hood looking around its new surroundings.

“Oh my stars!” You gasped as Taehyung removed the straps from its remaining bit of shell. It floated away from the chair, making a beeline for you. 

“Already knows their owner!” Taehyung cheered, smiling brightly at you as the small ghost did circles around your legs. “Do you have a name for ‘em?”

“Honestly? I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?” You couldn’t take your eyes off of them, smiling so hard your cheeks began to ache. 

“Well I have a cyclops named Sir Noodle, a piggle named Avery, a dragon named Stormfly, and a serpent named Shadow. So I’m not the best with name ideas as they’ll just sort of. . . pop up in my head and I just go ‘good enough’.”

“Hmm,” you got down on your knees, reaching out to the ghost. They reached out for your hand, a cool chill rushing through you as their disembodied hand grasped against yours. “Jeffery?”

You watched as Taehyung gave you a cheeky smile at that. “Just Jeffery? No titles or anything?”

“Nope,” you shook your head. “They’re just Jeffery.”

“Just Jeffery it is,” he said as he scribbled something down on a piece of paper before handing it to you. “Certificate of ownership and hatching certificate.”

“Thank you,” you smiled as you took the papers from him. 

“I’ll walk you out?” He asked, phrasing it as a question. 

“Please.” And so the two of you walked side by side out of the hatchery, Jeffery trailing close behind at your heels. 

“Ghosts will eat any food that other pets will eat; but they have preference for foods like penne dreadful, square watermelon, and dastardly radish,” Taehyung rambled as the lead you out of the darkness of the Hatchery and into the bright sunlight of the pavilion. 

“Duly noted, thank you so much.” 

“It’s my pleasure, I love pets and animals. It’s all I’ve ever dreamed of doing.”

“Really?” 

“Yeah, I mean, Dr. Purreau says I’ve got a knack for it.”

“And you being a conjurer has no impact on your ability to help hatch?” You asked, remembering how even though it’s a machine, it’s half powered through storm magic, opposite of conjury.

Taehyung stopped dead in his tracks, a confused look on his face. “How did you know I was a myth student?” You looked down to his robes, yellow and blue, the colors of the myth school before meeting his eyes again. Following your gaze, he caught on. “Oh! Sorry, I’m a fool, ignore that. But no, it doesn’t surprisingly. Guess it only impacts the battlefield.” 

User fluidity amongst opposite schools was rare, but not unheard of. You nodded, accepting the explanation. But you weren’t quite ready to say goodbye yet. “Hey uh, since Jeffery is new and stuff. Maybe you’d like to. . . I don’t know. . . have a pet playdate sometime? It’s alright if you don’t-”

“Yes!” He cut you off, his voice almost breaking. Clearing his throat, he spoke again. “Yes, I’d like that very much,” he said, his voice slightly deeper and more controlled. 

Smiling, you nodded. “Okay, meet in the Commons tomorrow? Noon good for you?”

“Perfect, I’ll bring Sir Noodle. He’s the most sociable. Him and Jeffery are gonna be fast friends, I know it.” He rested his hands on his hips. 

“Okay, see you tomorrow then.” You smiled as you started stepping away from him. “Say bye Jeffery!” The ghost made a small groan as they followed you. Carefully, you glanced over your shoulder, seeing Taehyung watch you leave. Once you were enveloped in the darkness of the tunnel, you turned around to see the conjurer doing a small happy dance. Cute, apparently good with animals, and a little goofy? You definitely were starting to like him.

[gimmethatagustd]

jai’s ao3 recommendations: A/B/O au

in honor of @idkjustlovingbts

#jai’s recs ○ all fic recs

Updated November 14, 2023

vmin

home by glossedmouth

explicit, college au, falling in love, another soft alpha taehyung that makes my heart !!

↳ jimin is a disabled omega with scentsickness; he's severely allergic to lupine scents including his own. he meets taehyung, a popular alpha on campus who is his volunteer notetaker. they can only meet in the scent-free resource room where they have to talk via a glass partition. it is here, in this room, that jimin and taehyung fall deeply in love.

Strawberry dream by ladyddaeng

explicit, the first a/b/o fic i ever read, i love it so much, very soft, college au

↳ Unpresented Taehyung gets his first heat and is assigned a special heat companion.

Please, don't be rough by oU_Uo

explicit, this fic is VERY intense and has triggering/uncomfortable content so if you are worried about that feel free to dm me to explain more before you read the fic as i don't think the author provides good content warnings in the beginning

↳ Taehyung has a lot to learn about life outside of the cage that once was his entire world, and Jimin is there to help him in any way he can.

taegi

Home by MyMoonMin

explicit, strangers to lovers, angst, slow burn, everyone is really badass

↳ In a world where alphas are only males and omegas are only females, Taehyung is the exception; he is a male omega, one of the fewest - if not the only one - in the world. Disowned by his own family, Taehyung lives like a rejected in his pack, the stories he writes the only way he has to dream about a better life. Things change when Taehyung's pack makes an alliance with the Min one, and life gives Taehyung another chance.

Admission by tonghua

explicit, porn with feelings, established relationship, taehyung is such a soft alpha that it makes me SICK i want him

↳ Yoongi already has a complicated relationship with being an omega, but when an asshole gives Yoongi trouble during his pre-heat it makes his heat with Taehyung different than all the times before.

Amaranthine by tonghua

explicit, part 2 of "admission"

↳ Yoongi and Taehyung take the step of mating with each other.

La Vie by veat

explicit, strangers to lovers, need an account to read

↳ Taehyung is an Omega in his 30’s and he’s still single, that thought would haunt him quite often. But it’s ok, he’s used to it. He’s even used to spending his heats all by himself. But then one time his friend Jimin suggested he should hire a partner for his upcoming heat and Taehyung got curious about it..

Morningtide by tonghua

explicit, sugar daddy yoongi x sugar baby taehyung

↳ With tuition bills piling up, Taehyung gets roped into signing up to get matched with a sugar daddy. An omega named Yoongi reaches out to him and soon Taehyung isn’t sure how transactional he can keep their agreement.

set me free by veat

explicit, strangers to lovers, religious content, rock band au, tbh idr if their age is actually mentioned but it feels like tae is younger than yoongi imo, need an account to read

↳ Taehyung is a young omega who was raised in a strict catholic family. Yoongi is an alpha and the singer and leader of a rock band in Seoul. Their lives would start to change when their worlds collide.

jikook

Forest, Fire by rkiveink

explicit, hybrids, human experimentation/genetic engineering, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, this is in progress and i am SO FUCKING OBSESSED WITH IT

↳ In a facility creating genetically modified humans for an elite military unit, alpha Jungkook is used to being overlooked. He’s classified as a ‘C-grade’ for his passivity and lack of aggression. When one of the facility’s valuable omegas goes feral, it’s exactly this nature that makes him perfect to try and tame him. But, even the calmest souls catch fire when they have something to fight for.

no shutter, no film by vminsbuns

explicit, divorce, hurt/comfort

↳ In the last three years, Jimin has been unable to answer three of his daughter’s questions. Why is he and Jungkook not talking anymore? Why is Jungkook leaving? and finally, is Jungkook tired of walking?

taekook

Lick, Fill, Chop by rix

explicit, rock band au, probably one of my favorite fics in general, slow burn, kinda enemies to lovers, need an account to read

↳ Taehyung auditions for a band, hoping this will finally be the one that makes his music career take off. Good news: the band is incredible. Bad news: the drummer, Jungkook, is a fucking asshole. Even worse news: Taehyung imprints on him. - or: the cunty power bottom omega jk fic that no one asked for

When It Comes To You There's No Crime by KookieAddict

explicit, werewolves, best friends to lovers, idiots in love, hurt/comfort

↳ Jungkook shouldn't have fallen for another alpha. But how could he have not, when Taehyung is the archetype of perfect, perfect for him?

with time by taecheeks

explicit, werewolves, bodyguard jungkook, college au, childhood friends to enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, coming out

↳ Future Alpha Taehyung's parents send his ex best friend, future second in command Jeongguk to university with him. Taehyung's annoyed. Jeongguk takes his duties too seriously for reasons. There's only one bed.

DND (dilf next door) by etherealxkookie

explicit, neighbors to lovers

↳ Taehyung is perfectly happy, thank you very much, and not at all bothered by his new hot neighbor who reminds him of just how not lonely he is.

[crystalsnow95z]

This was a request for Jimin to have a sneezy allergic reaction that turned into a cold that he tried to cover up, but the original question post won't let me save any edits 😔

I’m so sorry it took so long..I kept rewriting it because it just seemed awful to me and it got to the point where I pulled out my laptop so I could freely move paragraphs and delete scenes more easily. I'm sorry if in the process it got messed up, I'm going to edit it after posting because if i don't, it'll never leave my drafts.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Taehyung asks Jimin for the fourth time since they started their journey to their next filming location.

"Yes Taehyung-Ah, I'll be fine. I spoke to a doctor about it and got a special medication and air filtering mask to use when we aren't filming. I can handle a few cats.." Jimin speaks confidently, reaching over to take Taehyung's hand. "Will you be okay with how humid it's going to be?"

"I'll be uncomfortable, but I'll be okay. I'll just be sure to drink a lot of water." Taehyung squeezes Jimin's hand. "Don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself."

"Alright, as long as you're sure. Oh! Jimin-ah the place we're staying has a pool so we can cool off after shooting, and staff say we'll be free to do whatever we want at night." Taehyung switches subject to a brighter one.

"A nice night swim sounds amazing.." Jungkook joins in with a yawn, lifting his head from Jimin's shoulder. "What time is it?"

"Ah youre awake Gukkie. Did you sleep well?" Jimin asks, trying to re-fluff Jungkook's hair from where he was lying on it, smiling fondly. "It looks like it.."

"Yeah...I was listening to that audiobook Namjoonie-hyung recommended but I ended up falling asleep." Jungkook says rubbing his eyes, checking the time on his phone. "Oh we're gonna be landing soon..our arrival time is 9:15, it's already nine! Did you take the medicine already Jimin-sii?"

"Aish..I almost forgot.. thanks Jungkook-ah.." Jimin digs in his carry-on bag, eyes widening when he realizes he had the wrong bottle in his hands. Sh*t.. I grabbed my usual allergy medicine out of habit instead of the new one I went to the doctor for..

"What's wrong Jimin-ah?" Taehyung asks, concerned when he sees Jimin's face fall into a frown. "Do you not have it?"

"No, no I have medicine..I just noticed I forgot something at home, but it's fine." Jimin takes one of the pills, swallowing it down with a grimace.

"Here, have some water Jiminie." Taehyung offers his water to Jimin a bottle of water. Who takes a drink.

"Thanks, Tete.." Jimin washed the pill down, passing it to Jungkook who was reaching with eager hands. I hope it'll be enough.. I don't want to be the one to ruin the music video. Maybe there won't be as many cats around...

"Oh wow..this place really does have as any many cats as it people here!" Jungkook exclaims, watching the cats wandering the market.

"There's actually more cats than people here.." Yoongi corrects him, stepping closer to Jimin. "I'm worried about it."

"Will you be okay Jiminie?" Hoseok asks sharing Yoongi's concern, looking at Jimin with uncertainty. "I didn't think wild cats would be this close to people."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I took medicine earlier, I just have to be cautious and take breaks between filming with them…" Jimin says, trying to sound confident. One cat was okay, especially because cats normally stay for a few minutes and then leave, but he counted eight cats watching them with curiosity or fleeing out of sight as they went to the filming location.

"We'll try to film as quickly as possible." Namjoon felt uneasy filming here, feeling the same concern for Jimin. Still, the song was a collaboration with another artist to fundraise to help the animal population that plagued the small country, giving them more animals than they could take care of and the members couldn't turn it down.

"I can do this. I feel fine." Jimin promises to reassure his team, ensuring his mask completely covers his face, silently apologizing to the makeup artist who recently finished it for the shoot. "It's just a few days of being uncomfortable to help save hundreds of little lives."

"Just keep your hands clean as much as you can. We brought hand sanitizer." Yoongi tells Jimin, afraid that he might accidentally make his eyes red and puffy if he touched them after touching the felines.

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." Jimin felt a cat rub against his leg, looking down at the calico by his feet, resisting his urge to stroke her, bending down to take a closer look with his hands firmly in his pockets. "Oh wow.. you look a lot like the cat I filmed with in Serendipity.. but you have more orange patches.."

"We have work to do. Ignore the kitty, you can play with him later." Jin gently scolds him, not wanting him to take extra risks when they haven't even started filming.

"Calicos are usually female.." Jimin states with a small pout when the cat meows for attention, Yoongi bending down to pet the calico instead.

"Yoongi-yah don't encourage him.." Jin sighs, watching Yoongi scratch behind the calico's ear on Jimin's behalf, getting a smile out of the other members.

" Come on, Yoongi-hyung, you gotta leave the kitty too." He pulls Yoongi back to his feet, fighting off the urge to rub at his eyes. There's cat fur in the wind, I can feel my eyes watering every time a breeze rolls through

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Yoongi leaves his new furry friend, following them to a park they set up for the music video. "Maybe I'll adopt a cat from here one day.."

"Oh wow.. there are several cats here, too.. are they all tame?" Jin asks when he heard a hissing cat from near the fountain where they were going to be working.

"[Do they bite or scratch or are they like.. all friendly?Or is just certain ones?]" Namjoon asks for Jin, watching two cats fighting underneath the fountain.

"[They aren't all friendly because of some bad people making them lose trust, but none of them will attack you unless you corner them or if they are protecting their young. Just let them come to you instead of you approaching them, and you'll have no issues.]" The man explains to Namjoon in English. "[Those two won't hurt you. it's just mating time, and they have their eyes on the same female..]" The man shoos off the cats, the two males darting towards the treelines.

"They aren't really aggressive, some just don't trust people..if we let them come to us he says we'll be fine. It doesn't sound any different than normal neighborhood cats, just larger numbers." Namjoon explains to his members. "Still be careful.. Don't try to come to them let them come to you."

"[Is everyone ready then? No more questions? We need to film before the sun sets behind the mountains, and we lose the natural light.]" The director asks.

"[We're ready..]" Namjoon answers in English, gathering his team close together."we need to do our best. We're racing against time and we only have three days here.."

Jimin removes his face mask to start filming, giving it to a staff member to hold while they start the opening scene, the seven of them making a wish at the fountain on by one, surrounding it in a half circle. The shot was nearly perfect until it got to Jungkook, who threw the coin too hard, landing outside of the camera shot with a sploosh.

"Aish I'm sorry!" Jungkook apologizes, ears reddening in embarrassment to be the first member to make a mistake, his heart pounding in his ears. "[I'm sorry..]"

"It's okay, it could've happened to any of us. I'm surprised i did it correctly." Namjoon puts an arm around Jungkook. "We'll just film it again. No big deal, we have plenty of spare coins."

"I'll get it in the center frame this time." Jungkook pouts at the realization they don't speak Korean. "[Sorry..please..try again?]"

"[Its okay, you got this. Its just a bit of nerves Jungkook just be gentle. Just toss it in front of you so it falls nicely, don't throw it..]" The director tells him calmly, Jungkook nodding. "[Good.. let's start over.]"

The director wanted the scene to be a one shot, panning through each member so the members started from the top, Jimin fighting off the urge to sneeze until the director called cut, failing miserably.

"heh' hejish'Heh'vchi!" Jimin covers his face the sneeze escaping right when it was Jin's turn to drop his coin, making Jin jump. "Aish'm sorry hyung.."

"It's okay. Are you okay?" Jin didn't care about jumpscare, only about his little brother. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, something just tickled my nose. I can do this.." Jimin answers with a sniffle, staff quickly bringing him a tissue. "Let's try it once more. They do say third time is a charm right?" Jimin tries to keep a cheery attitude, despite the uncomfortable nasal pressure building up. He tries to blow his nose to ease it away, but it did nothing but ruin his make up, staff needing to touch it up once more.

"If you need a break, please don't hesistate to ask okay?" The woman fixing his make up tells him with concern, noticing how red his nose as already gotten in such a short time.

"We only just started. I'm okay, really." Jimin says with a gentle smile.

The members get through the first scene without any issues for the third take, Jimin sighing with relief when the looked over the footage, being sure his eyes weren't red on camera.. I look fine for now, but how long will it be before we have to stop filming because of me?

"Jimin-ah.." Yoongi gently nudges him when he notices Jimin wasn't paying attention. "He's talking to you..he wants you to do your up close shot first."

"['m sorry. Please say again.]"Jimin bows, blushing in embarrassment. How unprofessional.. spacing out like that in the middle of a shoot. I need to focus.. The longer we have to perform, the worse I'll feel... we just need to get through this.

Jimin was given a cat to be his filming partner for the shoot, gently stroking her glossy patch work coat to try to earn hers trust for the shot, smiling brightly when she headbutts his cheek. "[She's so soft and pretty.]"

"[Her name is maple. This is your cat in the storyline. She actually belongs to someone.. We specifically found a hypoallergenic cat for you just as requested.]" The animal handler tells him.

"[Thank you..I'm sorry for being trouble..]" Jimin bows gratefully, giving a sweet apologetic smile. They found me a special cat for close up shots?I didn't request that..I thought it was strange i didn't feel worse when Maple brushed my cheek. They're so kind..I can't back out over some sniffles..

"[Alright..put Maple into position in the light square and get into your position, you made a wish and a cat appeared. Act surprised and pick her up. They'll click the clicker to give Maple the sign to touch your face. We might have to do it a few times if her paw isn't in a good position.]"

A translator repeats it in Korean when she notices that he didn't process anything, explaining that they planned for Jimin to do his solo shots first.

"[I understand..]" Jimin places Maple down on the fountain ledge, taking a deep breath before walking out of frame, walking towards the calico. I can do this.. it's just three days..

Jimin tried to hold back a sneeze while the director gave them their directions for the second day, rubbing the tip of his nose to try to ease the itch building up. We did all the close up acting scenes yesterday, now we just have to do the chero and film the scenes with our guest. I can do this.. "Hehtichih!" Jimin tries to muffle his sneeze, only Taehyung hearing it.

"You okay?" Taehyung whispers with concern when he sees Jimin trying to wipe his nose without ruining his makeup. He removes his bandanna, using it to gently dab the mucus from Jimin's face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine..It's a manageable inconvenience.." Jimin sniffles, giving him a smile. "Thanks Tete.."

"If this is too much for you, just say something okay?" Taehyung frets over him gently removing a white cat hair from Jimin's shoulder. "Your eyes are getting starting to get red and you're sneezing much more.."

"What? my eyes are red?" Jimin frowns, turning to the fountain to see his reflection. He saw the red lines spiking from his irises."It looks worse than it feels, im fine.. I have eye drops in my bag." Jimin lies. Why do I feel worse than yesterday? I even took as strong as a dosage as possible, and Taehyungie and Jungkook came here early to scare off some cats..

"I'll get them for you." Taehyung leaves, briskly walking to get to Jimin's bag, digging through it.

"What's the rush? Is Jimin okay?" Namjoon asks, pulling on his shirt for the second wardrobe change.

"I don't know..his eyes are so red right now and he seems to be getting out of breath quicker than usual.. do you think we should ask for a break? I tried to make it have less cats with Jungkookie, but they came back.."

"I'll ask, but we're racing a storm right now..the weather was supposed to be clear this week. We just need to do the choreography, and we'll be finished today.." Namjoon quickly finished changing to check on Jimin.

"Heh'itcgi!" Jimin sneezes into a tissue, blowing his nose and sanitizing his hands for the umpteenth time that day.

Taehyung trails behind him, his heart clenching when he hears another wet sneeze come from his soulmate. Jiminie will only keep feeling worse as the day continues.."Jimin-ah, I brought the eye drops. Here. Tilt your head. I'll help you put them in.."

"Thanks, Tete that'd be great.." Jimin let's Taehyung gently place his hand on the back of his head, trusting him to support him as he leans back. Another sneeze was building, but with Taehyung so close to him, he forced the sneeze back."heh..heh.."

"Do you need a second?" Taehyung asks when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, pulling his hands away. "It's okay if you need to sneeze."

"No..no I'm okay.." Jimin lies, not wanting to worry Taehyung more than he already is.

"Okay..one..two and.. one-two…" Taehyung squeezes the drops into Jimin's eyes. "There.. all done.. slowly.." he guides Jimin to sit up again, hugging him close. "I wish I could do more to help.. Namjoon is going to see if we can do a break for you.."

"No, no I just want to get it over with..we can have a break when it rains. We're on a time limit and I won't be able to rest stressing about it." Jimin holds back a sneeze, the pressure building up making his eyes water.

They get through the chorus, before the wind started to pick up, carrying cat fur with it, irritating Jimin's sinuses further. Jimin pushes through the itch building in his nostrils,making it difficult to not ruin the shot by changing his facial expression. The director calls cut, releasing the members to monitor the shot.

"Aish, I messed up the shot.." Jimin frowns when he sees his facial expression in the back when him, Jungkook and Hoseok were center. "[Please can we redo?]"

"I saw that too. We'll need another cut.." Namjoon says apologetically.

"Are you okay to do it again Jimin-ah?" Hoseok whispers when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, no longer interested in the choreography.

"I'm fine..I just..heh..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes into his hands to avoid sneezing on Hoseok, another sneeze following right after. "Hehtichih! Heyitcyh! Heh..heh..uiyxheu!" He sniffles, not moving his hands from his face.

"Here Jimin-ah.." Taehyung holds a tissue box out to him"I think you need to sit away from the cats for a bit.."

Jimin pulls a couple out gratefully, trying to clean up his face. "Ugh.. this is so annoying.. I should be able to handle this better.. no.. "

"It's okay, Jiminie. we all have our strengths and weaknesses." Yoongi reassures Jimin, pushing his hair behind his ear. "Are you crying?" He asks with concern when he sees the tears in his eyes, grabbing a tissue to lightly dab them away, not wanting the chance of his hands making his allergies worse.

"No, no. I'm not, it's just from the sneezing. I'm okay hyung.." Jimin smiles, surprised to see Yoongi be the one to dry his eyes when Hoseok and Taehyung were right there. "Thank you.. I think..I'm okay now.."

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asks, hugging Jimin from behind. "You're still breathing heavy.."

"It's just because of my nose being stuffed up. I'll have enough of a break when they fix my makeup." Jimin sniffles, letting the make up noona redo his make up around his eyes and nose. "I'm sorry..but i.. ah..aeh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes. "Heh'heh..itsth! Heh' x'shiugh.." Jimin sneezes a few more times, closing his eyes tightly.

"It's okay. It's not your fault. I used something more waterproof this time. Come back to me so i can help you get it off okay?" She speaks kindly.

"Thank you." Jimin sniffles, returning to the group, taking a deep breath. "I'm okay now, let's go back to filming.. Maybe we should do the group acting scenes first.."

The seven go back to acting out their scenes taking a break from the chreography, Jimin grateful that he did all his close ups first. I have to get it right this time, the longer i stay out here the harder it'll be to control my sneezes and on top of it the clouds are getting darker..

Stress knotted Jimin's stomach, only adding another layer of discomfort to his list. He ignored the pain, going back into his position, holding his breath every time he was near the front, making him feel lightheaded as he switched positions.

"Cut!" The cameraman yells, the members relaxing. Jimin falls to his knees, trying to catch his breath,gasping for air.

Jungkook and Taehyung rush to his side, the two looking at him with matching concerned expressions. Taehyung gently rubs Jimin's back, trying to do something to ease his suffering. "You okay Jiminie? Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want some water? A tissue?"

Jimin wants to answer Taehyung. Wants to tell him he just needs to sit away from the island's feline friends for a bit, but the loathed feeling of needing to sneeze returned, unable to get any words out, sniffling to try to ease the pressure, only triggering more sneezes. "Heh'thchi! Hey'Heh'heyhvhi!"

"Jimin you're done for today, this is too much for you to handle. We need to stop for today.." Namjoon speaks sternly, Jimin shaking his head.

"No, please.. Namjoon-sii we're almost finished… I can do this." Jimin begs, clasping Namjoon's hands. "It's only going..to be another hour.. of filming. I'll rest after."

"Jimin, you're pushing youself too hard, you're shaky on your feet and you're struggling to breathe. You need to listen to your body. We can extend our trip if needed. You need rest.."

"Then just give me ten minutes to recover..Please?" Jimin begs, ignoring the urge to sneeze. "I don't want to..be the reason we don't finish on time.."

"Alright, but if you feel even an ounce worse, you have to tell me." Namjoon frowns, knowing full well Jimin would end up crying in the rental house. He's going to get worse either way, the storm will force him to stop soon enough..

The seven boys went through the cherography three times before they got a shot Jimin and the others were happy with. Relief washed over Jimin when the director praised them, him falling to his knees, struggling to catch his breath.

"I did it..We just need to do one wardorbe change and we'll be finished.." Jimin coughs, trying to catch his breath.

"I don't think we can do that Jiminie, the clouds are getting so dark.." Taehyung says looking up at the clouds, trying to hide his relieved smile that the weather was going to force Jimin to take a break. "We need to find-"

The clouds that threatened rain finally burst drowning out the rest of Taehyung's words, a heavy rainfall drenching the members as Jungkook quickly scoops up Jimin, running towards the safety of the rental car, the others following.

"Jungkook-ah… I..I can walk on eh..heh..heudhichi!" Jimin sneezes into Jungkook chest, not able to let go of Jungkook's neck to sneeze into his hands fast enough. "Heh'itchii!" Another one follows right after.

"My poor hyungie.." Jungkook coos, putting Jimin in the car, sliding in right after. "You okay Jiminie?"

Jimin tried to answer, but another few sneezes stopped him, sniffling miserbly. "Heh'thih..hEH'ITCHI.."

"I don't think we'll be able to film tomorrow, with it raining this hard the ground is going to turn to mud.." Namjoon says when he gets in, drying his face with a towel he left in the car earlier, and passing it to the member next to him.

"I think we got enough usable footage to make the music video still." The staff tells them, the boys visibly relaxing.

"What about filming for Samatha's verse?" Namjoon frets about their guest artist that was coming tomorrow. "Will she not be able to perform her verse with us?"

"We'll film it in an inside location, we'll see what type of set we can make. Don't worry, we'll handle it." Their manager tells them. "Just focus on resting for the rest of the day."

"Jimin you'll shower first when we get to the house okay?" Jin orders, trying to get Jimin's wet hair out of his eyes.

"You're the oldest, you should get the first shower." Jimin sniffles, trying to fight off another sneeze.

"No, Jimin-ah, you need it more than me. You'll feel better once you get washed up." Jin declined. "I'll shower after you. It's no big deal. Just shower and rest up. Okay?"

Jimin wakes up to the sound of Jungkook accidently rolling out of bed, his head pounding with a sinus headache. It hurt to open his eyes to find the source, calling to Jungkook softly. "Are you okay Kook-ah?" Jimin's eyes widen when he hears how hoarse his voice became overnight, coughing right after.

"Yeah, I'm okay..my pillow fell with me. Are you okay hyung? You sound awful."

"I need some water." Jimin ignores his question, sitting up, resisting the urge to sneeze. I haven't been outside and all the windows have been shut since we arrived, why do I feel so awful?

"I'll go get you some. Wait here." Jungkook stretches, getting off the floor and leaving to the kitchen.

Jimin reaches for a tissue, noticing the mucus coming from his nose was no longer clear and runny. It became thick yellow mucus, indicating it wasn't just allergies anymore. Jimin swears underneath his breath when he feels another sneeze coming,

"Jimin-sii I brought you-"

"Heh'heh itchisg!" Jimin sneezes into his hands.

"Bless you Jiminie hyung.." Jungkook hands him a tissue.

Jimin blows his nose again, crumbling up the tissue and taking the water from Jungkook. "Thanks Jaykay.. my nose is driving me crazy..I can't wait to get off this island."

"It's the last day of filming, will you be okay?" Jungkook asks. "You're breathing heavy.."

"My nose is just stuffy, I'm okay. We're filming inside today so it won't be too hard." Jimin down plays how he feels, leaving out the sore throat and pounding headache.

"I'll make you some tea. Maybe that can help you feel a bit better. Don't forget to take your medicine before we go out." Jungkook tells Jimin leaving the room.

Jimin waits until he feels Jungkook is out of earshot to cough into his arm, trying to muffle the sound.

We're filming with Samantha today.. I can't let a cold ruin this..

Jimin takes another allergy pill and a painkiller for his headache before joining the others, Jungkook handing him a tea cup.

"Here jimin-sil, drink up. I added a tiny bit of ice so you won't burn your tongue." Jungkook says, taking a sip just to be sure it was at a drinkable temperature.

"Thanks Jaykay.." Jimin smiles, taking a big gulp from the cup. Please, work to soothe my throat and stomach.. I have too much to do today..

"1,2,3..hello.. we are..BTS." Namjoon starts their greeting, the members echoing 'bts right after him.

"[Im Samantha. It's so nice to meet everyone in person. Thank you so much for agreeing to help my passion project, it means so much to me.]" Samatha bows.

Jimin tries to hold back another sneeze while the translator speaks, translating Samantha's heart felt wish to help the animals she loves so much, holding his breath with his eyes squeezes shut, the pressure becoming more uncomfortable as the members introduced themselves.

"Are you okay Jimin?" Taehyung whispers.

Jimin nods, not wanting to worry him. Before Taehyung could question him further, he hears Samantha say his name.

"[Is it okay if I call you Tae hyung and not V?]" Samatha asks shyly. "[Im not a fan of using stage names while working. It feels distancing..]

"[Ah. No problem... it's nice to meet you.]" Taehyung takes her out reached hands to shake them.

Samatha turns to Jimin giving him a cheery smile. "[Hi, it's really nice to-]"

Jimin opened his eyes to greet her, but as soon as he stopped concentrating on keeping his sneeze back, a wet sneeze escaped him. "Heh'hehitfchi!"

He tried to turn on his heels to avoid sneezing in Samantha's direction,but his body gave him no time to react.

"[Oh it's you that was allergic to cats. I'm so sorry about all this. I really wanted to feature the animals we were trying to save and didn't think to look up if any of you were allergic..]" Samatha bows the whole time she's talking, Jimin matching her bow for bow despite how it made his head pound.

"[No, no big deal..I'm okay.. I love cat..no bow, no worry.. no sorry needed.]" Jimin tries to speak English to her, relaxing when she stops apologizing.

"[We only have this natural light for so long so I'd like to film right away..]" the director pulls the artists back into work

"[Right. I'm sorry.. I just wanted us to be a bit more comfortable working together. I got the choreography for the chorus down, but I want to run through it with the boys once before filming..]"

Jimin only felt worse as the time passed, the medicine doing nothing to ease his pain. Jimin was happy that they were doing a quick photo shoot with the set staff made.

"Jiminie looks exhausted.." Hoseok frowns, watching Jimin pose for the camera, laying on his back. Hoseok rushes over to help him to as soon as the photographer was pleased with his work, feeling the back of Jimin's neck. "You're warm Jiminie."

"It's just hot with those ring lights. I'm okay.." jimin trying to convince both Hoseok and himself.

"I'll go get you some water then.." Hoseok goes to get a water bottle, his worry increasing when he hears another sneeze come from the oldest of the mankae line.

"[Bless you.]" Samatha says sincerely, bringing over a bottle. "[I thought this might help you. It's a tea that helps my boyfriend when he's super congested. It's a bit spicy..]"

Jimins mind blanked on processing most of what she said, only understanding the drink she passed to him was to help him feel better.

At this point, he was willing to try anything, almost spitting out the tea when the spice hits him, swallowing it down.

"[I know, the thyme and ginger makes it have a strong taste, but it's really good for you." Samatha stifled a laugh seeing Jimins reaction.

"[It's okay, thank you for making for me..]" jimin takes another drink, surprised to feel the mucus loosen, causing a wet sneeze. "Heh'hehi'Itchi!"

"Here, blow your nose Jiminie.. Jungkook just finished the last photo so we're going to film soon." Namjoon bows his head to Samatha. "[Sorry to interrupt..]"

"[No, no. You guys take your work seriously and i really admire that about him Many artists would straight up refuse to film if they don't feel well]" Samatha says looking at Jimin sympathetically as he goes away from everyone to try to clear his nose.

"[I'll tell him that for you. It'll make him happy.]" Namjoons smiles, calling the members back to work.

I can't breathe.. my lungs are burning...

Jimin stumbled into Jungkook, ruining the shot for the third time. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry. I'll get it right this time...i..I just stepped to..far.."

"Are you okay Hyung? You're panting.." jungkook puts his arms around Jimin, holding his weight.

"I..I just got a bit dizzy..I just need..need..Heh'hehitfchi!" Jimin sneezes without giving him time to cover, sneezing on Jungkook.

"Ah, jimin-sii.." Jungkookie frowns, using a towel to wash off the snot from his shirt the best he could. "I think you caught a cold.. i think we should take a break."

"No..no we're almost finished filming I'll rest after. Everyone is tired..the sooner we finish the sooner we can go home..." Jimin sniffles, taking the tissue staff offered him.

"[If you aren't feeling well you should rest. Don't push yourself. I'm really tired too. I'm not used to heavy choreography like this..]" Samatha takes a seat on the ground dramatically. "[I was afraid to ask for a break when you boys were so focused..]"

Jimin looks to the translator, who explains it to him. "She's only saying that for my sake.." he says with a smile. The seven boys join her on the floor, Jimin leaning on Jungkook.

"You're so heavy.." jungkook teases, his smile dropping when he hears Jimin coughing into his fist. "Hyung. Hyung do you need some water?" He asks with panic, taking the waterbottle that Jin pushes towards them.

"No..no.. I'll..I'll throw up if..if I do.." Jimin pushed the water Jungkook offered away, trying to talk through the fit of coughs.

Jungkook frowns, trying to ease Jimin's suffering by rubbing his back. "Poor hyung..you really aren't well.."

"[I think we're done shooting for today..we'll just use the footage we have. I don't care if I look good in the shots. Let's use the first take.]" Samatha says putting up a finger when the boys go to argue. "[No, no compromising. I don't care about how i look, as long as it helps the cats. Everyone else looked good. I can live with my face looking too serious.]"

"She says she doesn't want to do anymore takes.. she wants to use the first take.." Namjoon translates for his members. "We're finished filming.."

Jimin's stomach knots with guilt, knowing how disappointed she was with the first take, but if she refused to film another take, he was in no condition to argue. "[I'm sorry..]" Jimin bows his head, forcing himself not to cough so he could properly apologize. "[We can work together again.. and I'll be sure everyone looks perfect...]"

[sopejinsunflower]

2022.001.011: The Butterfly Touch

“Kitsune.”

“Kitty for short?”

“Hm. How about Nino?”

“What does that even mean?”

“It’s Japanese. Look at this kanji.”

“Cute. What does the kanji mean?”

“How about a Korean name, Duri?”

“What does that mean?”

“I got it! Salem!”

“No!” we all shout in unison, shutting down Jin who immediately pouts deep enough I could hang a couple of rings on his lips. I laugh at his reaction, throwing an unused tissue paper at him that flutters down his face, catches on his pout, then falls to the ground.

We’re in my room with the door wide open as Mrs Oliviera had insisted (“It’s not nice to have men in your room with the doors closed,” she had said and since she’s still upset about the cat as she’s allergic, I relented), the cat out of the carrier and walking around the room, stopping at each one of us for a pet or to just sniff while we’re trying to find a name for him. Surprisingly, most of my earlier name picks have all been shut down. Jimin, however, had liked most of them except for Birdie. I agree; a cat as rare and unique as this one needs a really good name to go with it. 

“We’d need to cat-proof the place now,” I muse quietly, mostly to myself. 

Jin, who heard me, nods. “And a lot more litter boxes. Unless you plan on letting him out?”

“I don’t think so,” I say and the cat suddenly stops and looks at me, tilting his head. “I don’t think it’s safe for him to be outside. And I think Mr Chang prefers for it to be indoors and away from his vegetables.”

“Oh, yeah, right,” Taehyung agrees. “Natural fertilisers for the vegetables.”

I turn to him. “You know about that?”

He freezes for a bit, hesitating. “Err…”

“Chang told us about it earlier,” Hoseok interjects. “When you were out.”

“Oh,” I note, nodding. “So yeah, he’s not going back out. I probably need to get some cat trees and stuff like that.”

“I can make one,” says Yoongi from the doorway. He’s sitting right in between the borders of my bedroom and the hallway, giving the cat small little scratches around the neck. “I can make as many as you like but it’ll probably take some time.” He says it nonchalantly without as much as looking at me.

“You can make a cat tree?” 

Yoongi shrugs. “Yeah. I’m good with my hands. I can make something.”

It’s a good thing he’s not looking at me to see the small smile blooming on my lips. “You mean like with raw woods and stuff? Hammering? Hard labour?”

He finally looks up, his face impassive, and nods. “Uh huh.”

Taehyung gives me a boxy grin, pointing at Yoongi. “He’s really good with woodwork.”

“Is he now?” I sit up straighter, determined to just tease Yoongi. “Okay, then. Go ahead, make one. A really nice one with, like, detailed designs and stuff. But he needs one ASAP so I’ll order a couple first.”

Yoongi nods again, unfazed by my request, eyes still somewhere on the floor. “Sure. Where do you want the one I make to go? Living room?”

I think about it, looking around the room. “Hmm. No. The one you make will be for my room. In that corner, by the window.”

He turns to check the place and after a few seconds he nods again. “Sure. I’ll take the measurements tomorrow.”

“Great!”

“How about Kakashi?” Jimin suggests out of the blue. 

“You know Naruto?” I ask, impressed. 

He shakes his head. “No. What’s that?”

I give him an incredulous look. “But you just suggested a character’s name?”

He turns my laptop to face me. “It’s just listed here. Names for heterochromia cats. Should I know Naruto?”

I snort. “Seriously. Sometimes it feels like you guys just time-travelled from a different era or something.” Jimin just grins in return, going back to the search through the internet.

~~~

This is mundane. This is good.

Namjoon looks around the room, quietly keeping to himself, leaning against the wall beneath the window, one arm propped against one knee. Fondness oozes out of his gaze, sweeping his eyes over the others with a soft smile on his face. Just a half hour ago, they had all been bracing for the end, prepared to see you walk out the door or to never see you return. His heart had crumbled to pieces, bit by bit as he stood on the stairs with Jin.

But it had been for nothing, thankfully. Namjoon had never felt relief and anger like when you just walked in through the door carrying the cat carrier completely oblivious to their distraught. Well, not completely; only to the fact that the reason had been you. He envies that ignorance, wishes that the roles had been flipped just so that maybe you would understand how much it hurts to live and relive through this same torment every few decades, to always live on the edge of falling over a cliff, repeatedly to die a thousand deaths. 

He forgot how much the thought of losing you before anything could even begin hurts a lot more than anything else. It’s the loss of hopes and dreams, the possibility that it could be the end to the cycle, that they could be free, snuffed out; more than that, the chance to love you up again, gone. At this point, if Namjoon is honest, freedom is nothing but a fantasy, a mirage that they let themselves see in order to keep moving, like some lost, desperate travellers in the desert fantasising of an oasis that can quench their burning thirst. Surviving is tricky business.

It will never cease to amaze him how much his dried up, shrivelling heart suddenly blooms to life just at the sight of you even after all this time. Some people just fall out of love after years of marriage, some people get tired of being tied down to one person, wanting more adventures, wanting to explore themselves with other people; but not them. It’s been decades, centuries even, and his heart still skips a beat with one look from you, the butterflies in his stomach flapping their wings furiously just at the thought of seeing you. He reverts back to his young self that first time; young yet he had never aged a day since, older but never the wiser.

He watches you bicker with Jimin, going back and forth on a name Jimin had found on the small computer. You’re both sitting on the bed, Jimin half lying down as he leans on his elbows to type something and occasionally turning the screen over to you. Jimin would argue but his pouting shows that he doesn’t care much about you rejecting most of his suggestions, happily going back to do more research while you watch him from the corner of your eyes, your body turned the other way towards where the cat is. It’s subtle but Namjoon can see it well enough.

He can also see the way you gaze over the others as they are absorbed in something else (either talking to each other or entertaining the cat), your eyes taking in their forms from head to toe. Namjoon had casually looked away when you finally turned to him, pretending to listen to Jungkook’s cooing to the cat. In his periphery, he sees you size him up, the cogs in your brain working, and he’s dying to know what you’re thinking about. He almost wants to turn around to make eye contact with you, to catch you red-handed as an excuse to ask, but he doesn’t. For some reason, he feels a little nervous himself. It’s been awhile since someone had looked at him like that.

Oh, how he misses that look. Namjoon lets his mind wander down memory lane, his body going slack, his head resting against the wall as he thinks back to simpler times. For some reason, the first memory that jumps into his mind is one of the many cycles, where you and Taehyung are ballroom dancing. Well, it was more you teaching him, counting the steps as you moved. You both moved round and round the living room. Back then, the house hadn’t been this big and they had to move the furniture out of the way but boy, were they happy. 

“One, two, three. One, two, three,” you counted as Taehyung watched his footing. You tugged at him. “Eyes on me, Taetae,” you said and Taehyung had stumbled, stepping on your foot. You both laughed and Namjoon had been glad it wasn’t him you were teaching. 

Taehyung said something that made you laugh even harder, chastising him to try harder because he chose this. If Namjoon remembers correctly, Taehyung had been invited to a ball (the first of many to come) and he had been coerced to go by his employer as her plus one so there was no way he could turn it down. He had grumbled and complained about it for weeks but the weekend is finally here and he just realised that he would have to dance.

“But I don’t want to dance with anybody else but you, my darling,” he pouted, twirling you around and then pulling you close to hug you from behind. Namjoon, who had been buried in a book in the corner, looked up in time to see your cheeks turning crimson. He loved that look on you, still does. Even more when he’s the reason.

Your eyes flicked up to meet his gaze and he lowered his book. You exaggerated an eye-roll, a message just for him to show your reaction to Taehyung’s whining, and he smiled, putting down the book completely. “You still need to do it, Taebear,” you cajoled, reaching behind you to pat his cheek.

Namjoon remembers watching in anticipation as you untangle yourself from Taehyung and padded over to him, placing yourself in between his legs and perching on his thigh, arms circling his neck as his own circled your waist as you both turned to watch Jungkook attempting to take your place. 

Namjoon can still feel the weight of you, can feel how soft your middle was as he hugged you to him. It was an intimate position, one that he would have to wait awhile until he can get it again, one he would wait forever for if he had to. 

 “Namjoon-hyung?”

Namjoon blinks, snapping out of his thoughts as he is wrenched out of his memories. Jungkook is looking at him with eyebrows raised. “Huh? What?”

Jungkook gestures towards you. “She was talking to you.”

~~~

A living room, cosy, warm lights, furniture pushed towards the wall.

I blink and the image is gone. Namjoon is looking at me, eyebrows raised. “Sorry, did you just say something?”

I stare at him, trying to remember what we had been talking about. What did I say to him? I can’t remember. Something cold and wet pushes against my fingers and I flinch back, surprise. The cat looks up at me, not with fear but curiosity, tilting his head and regarding me with those queer eyes, slow blinking. I run a finger over the top of his head. “Sorry, bud.”

I look back at Namjoon, hoping that whatever it was that I had said to him would come back but my mind is blank. I shake my head. “Never mind. I forgot.”

Namjoon looks a little apologetic. “Sorry, I zoned out.”

I flash him a smile. Before a yawn takes over me “It’s fine, Joonie. I’m getting tired, too.”

~~~

Joonie. You called him Joonie, the nickname you and only you have ever used for him way back when. 

Namjoon is dumbfounded, staring at you open-mouthed as you stand up and stretch to relieve the stiffness in your joints. Do you even notice it, the name you used? In his confused haze, he locked eyes with Hoseok whose face mirrors his. He wants to ask, to prod you about calling him that but his tongue seems to be stuck to the roof of his mouth, unyielding. As his brain battles with his heart, you pause and look back at him. 

“Is that alright?” you ask, head tilting to one side. “I called you a weird name.”

You sound confused yet apologetic and Namjoon’s face breaks into a smile.

~~~

The smile is so sincere, so warm it rendered me speechless, just staring at him.

“I love it,” he replies softly, his voice so velvety sweet something stirs in the pit of my stomach. “It’s not weird at all.” I can’t tell from the distance but his eyes seem to be glistening right before he gets up and looks away. 

“Time for bed,” Jin announces, stretching up on his tiptoes. He regards the cat sitting on my bed. “You sure he’ll be okay inside?”

I shrug. “I think so.”

The cat just returns Jin’s look coolly, almost as if it understood the man’s concern. He sits there at the edge of the bed, gazing lazily up at the seven men who are ready to leave for their rooms for the night. Jimin seems to hesitate, forehead creasing the longer he stares at the cat's back. I poke his shoulder with a finger. “He’s not going to eat me in the night,” I joke but Jimin just stares at me with widened eyes.

Taehyung comes forward and puts both hands around the cat’s head, holding it firm. “Don’t do anything bad, kitty.” He looks up at me and adds, “We’ll be just outside the door if anything happens.”

I laugh, waving him off. “Right, right. I’ll scream if anything happens. Now get to bed. All of you.”

“I can sleep on the floor to keep you safe,” Jungkook offers, stepping up. But Hoseok pulls him by the arm towards the door. “No, you can’t. Get to bed, punk.”

After a bout of repetitive good night wishes, the seven of them finally disappear into their respective rooms. For some reason, I decided to keep the bedroom door just slightly ajar. I turn around and immediately come face to face with the cat, sitting on the floor, staring at me. “You scared me,” I say with a hand on my chest. “Come on.”

He follows me to the bed and jumps up next to me as I lay down under the cover. When the lights are turned down, I lay there in silence, only hearing the gentle purr of the cat and the light swishing of his tails. I turn on my side and the cat shifts enough so that he’s facing me, eyes open, watching me, blinking slowly. It feels like, in the dark, his dual-toned eyes shine even brighter, two soft orbs glowing in the dark in a mixed haze of blue and yellow. I’m transfixed by the light, his eyes seeming to shimmer and pulse. 

I think I might have dozed off to sleep sometime in the night because when I open my eyes again, I’m in a living room, the warm lights down low, the fire crackling and the furniture all pushed back against the walls. The living room looks almost similar to the one on the first floor of the manor but smaller, the walls a bare white paint instead of the flowery wallpaper. 

“Darling?” 

I whip around and stumble back to see Taehyung standing there, his dark hair longer and curlier, falling over his handsome face. The shirt he’s wearing looks like something from a historical play, off-white and loose around his dark pants and knee-length boots. “Is something the matter?” he asks, concerned. 

Before I can say anything, a tall figure enters the room, wearing the same style outfit, the neck is loose enough for the top of his smooth chest to be displayed. He’s carrying a book and he looks at me then at Taehyung. “Practising for the ball, Taehyungie?”

“Yes,” groans Taehyung, pulling a face. But he immediately lightens up as he steps closer to me and puts one hand around my waist and pulls me close enough that our fronts touch. “I hate this but I’m glad I have a good teacher.”

He slides his hand into mine, his warm, bigger palm enveloping mine. “Lead the way, my teacher.”

We move around the living room, gliding effortlessly from corner to corner, me seemingly leading, Taehyung following. His steps started out careless, stepping onto my toes a couple of times before he finally got the hang of it. And I, confused as I was in the beginning, slowly slipped right into my role that felt peculiarly familiar, like I’ve lived this moment before. When he starts to banter with Namjoon, I knew their words even before they were spoken. It feels like when you dream of something you’ve dreamt of before or rewatched an old childhood movie.

Taehyung complains about having to go to this ball his employer had invited him to but grouching even more that he can’t say no. “But I don’t want to dance with anybody else but you, my darling,” he whines as he twirls me around and hugs me from behind.

I catch Namjoon looking and I just make an exaggerated face before telling Taehyung- no, Taebear, as I called him, that he still has to do it. I see Jungkook rise to his feet , teasing Taehyung for having two left feet and I free myself from Taehyung’s grip. My feet lightly step towards Namjoon, the kind of walk only those who are confident in the other’s receptance. He welcomes me with open arms, positioning me on his sturdy thigh as I loop my arms around his neck. This feels safe, this feels familiar, too. 

He has his arms around my waist as we both turn to watch Jungkook and Taehyung dance around the living room, laughing and joking with each other. I can feel the smile on my face, the warmth in my chest at the sight of my beloved boys. Beloved, because that’s what it feels like. Like they belong to me. Like they are mine.

Namjoon nuzzles my side and I look down at him. He peers up at me, saying something. I can see his mouth moving but no sound comes out. At the same time, my vision starts to get dark around the edges, like a vignetted photo, creeping further and further in, darkening my sight. Panic rises like bile as I claw my hands on the back of his shirt, a desperate attempt to hold on but somehow he seems to be moving away like some sort of distorted video until-

“Wake up, wake up!”

I gasp, flashing my eyes open. The first thing I notice are the pair of eyes, clouded with heavy worry, eyebrows knitting together. There’s a burning sensation on my shoulders and as reality sets in, I realise that Hoseok is leaning over me, his nails digging into the skin of my shoulders. 

Coming down from a dream that you’ve been wrenched out takes some time and when my mind is finally fully awake, fully registering what is happening, the emotions come crashing down and I’m crying for reasons unknown.

~~~

The tears bursting through your squeezed-shut eyelids are like punches to Hoseok’s heart, hard and landing where it hurts him the most. 

How bad was the dream? He had been downstairs for a glass of water, hearing small little whines that grew and grew into soft little painful moans as he reached the top of the stairs. His ears were already honed into the noise but it wasn’t the door standing ajar that alerted him to you, no, but the cat sitting right in front of your door, looking at him as if it had been waiting. Hoseok had rushed past it just barely missing stepping on its double tails, jumping onto the bed to shake you awake. 

The sight of your sobbing is gut-wrenching, something about the way you heave tells him that the dream had been a terrible one. He doesn’t manage to say much of anything through your crying so he does what he can only do best; hold you tight. 

“I’m here now, my angel,” he promises, rocking you in his arms as you clutch onto him. “I’m here. Hobi’s here.”

It’s a whole fifteen minutes of your sniffling and hiccuping, fifteen minutes of your head buried in his chest, his shirt feeling wet and sticking to his skin but not caring a bit. He runs his hand through your hair, remembering how he’s done this a million times before yet this still feels like the first time, your hair soft and silky in his fingers and smelling like your favourite shampoo. He wants nothing more than to stay this way but one look at the clock tells him he only gets just a few more hours. For now, it’ll be enough.

Once you’re calmed and the sniffling finally stops, Hoseok loosens his grip and you pull away, coming out of your hiding. You wipe your eyes with the back of your hands multiple times before looking up at him, cheeks rosy, eyes still sparkling with the remaining tears. It’s cliched, it’s corny but Hoseok can’t help but think you look beautiful like that; eyes puffy, wet eyelashes and slightly pouty lips, looking at him as if he's the only thing that can make everything better. 

“Sorry for your shirt,” you croak out, tugging at it, your bottom lip jutting out. He wishes he could catch it in between his own, massage it with his tongue to let you know that the shirt is the least of his worries right now. 

“Don’t worry about it,” he says, shaking his head. “You, on the other hand,” he holds your chin in between his fingers to tilt your head up, “are you feeling better?”

You nod but avoid his eyes, looking down and away. He grabs your chin harder, forcing you to look back at him. “Angel, I appreciate honesty. It’s the only way I can help.”

At his words, your throat constricts once again and the tears start pooling. You shake your head, your hair flying and the tears crawl their way down your face. Hoseok wipes them away before they drip off the edge of your face with both of his thumbs. Before he can stop himself, before he can talk sense into himself, before he even realises what he was doing, he leans down and plants two soft kisses on both your cheeks. If nothing else can make you stop crying, that did it. 

You stare at him and Hoseok thinks, fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He braces himself for the rejection, for the push back, the disgust, pulling back only slightly to read your expression. Your eyebrows furrowed, your eyes are confused and he prepares for the anger, the consequences of his unthinking actions. 

But instead, he feels your lips on his.

~~~

He tastes like toothpaste. 

If I was in the right state of mind, this would be the last thing I would have done. If I had been more centred, I would have told him thanks and to go back to his room. If I had been sane in the moment, I would have looked away after those cheek kisses and told him that I’ll go back to bed now. If I hadn’t been selfish, I wouldn’t be kissing him right on the lips, pulling him in by the collar of his shirt.

He doesn’t deny me, leaning in further, his hand in my hair. The kiss deepens as Hoseok grows hungrier, his other hand leaning against the mattress to support us both. Oh, this feels so good yet so…painful. Like dying and coming alive in one breath. I can’t ignore the squeeze in my chest, both pleasant at finally being able to taste him yet excruciating, like I’ve been missing him for my whole life. 

It’s an odd, unexplainable emotion. How can you miss someone you’ve never met? But I do. I’ve missed him so much it feels like a piece of myself has fallen back into place, the edges where they connect singing as they fuse back together, slowly making me whole again. I can feel the wetness on my cheek again but as I cup his face, I realise they aren’t my tears but his, pouring down my thumb as he sobs. 

As much as I want to pull away to look at him, to hush him, to comfort him, I don’t want to break the kiss. I feel his tongue, tentative in between my lips and I welcome it. He lowers us to the bed, leaning on his elbow, his full weight snug on top of me, a calming presence that a weighted blanket could come close to. I wrap my arms around his waist, wanting nothing than to be closer. Whatever dream that I had earlier that had reduced me to such vulnerability is long forgotten. I’m just glad he’s here now.

Hoseok is the first to pull away, sucking in a big breath. We both chuckle silently as he looks down on me, his tear-stained face matching mine. I can feel him studying me, eyes roaming my face the same way an art connoisseur would appraise a priceless art piece. I can’t help but notice that the emotions in his eyes run deep, like he’s holding back so much more. The recognition in his gaze is heavy. 

He’s not looking at me in a way you look at something new; he’s looking at me the same way you look at something precious you’ve lost and now you’ve found again, making sure that all the spots and cracks and little markings are still there just how you remember it. He’s looking at me like he’s been missing me, too.

~~~

Words can’t describe the emotions bubbling just beneath the surface but even though you’ve kissed, Hoseok is not confident for anything more yet. It’ll be too much at once. 

But, oh, to have his lips on you again, to touch you this way again. His heart withered and bloomed at the same time; the feeling of finally letting go after being so exhausted only to follow by being fully energised once again, rising from the dead as if his sustenance arrived just in the nick of time. You. It will always be you, both the death of him and the reason he’s alive. 

In moments like these is when Hoseok completely forgets that it’s been hundreds of cycles, hundreds of you in the past. It’s moments like these when Hoseok swears that this could have been the first time, that he had been dreaming all these centuries, that the curse was just him reliving everything in his head and he’s finally woken up to reality. The kiss had been wet but only for both of your tears to mix, salty on his lips. He looks down on you, thumb rubbing circles on your temple as his fingers bury in your hair.

“Hi,” he whispers softly, his voice breaking.

“Hi,” you reply, equally soft.

The silence that follows doesn’t feel unwelcomed as you both stare at each other, gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes. Hoseok takes in everything; the flutter of your lashes, the scar on your left eyebrow that can only be seen up close, the beauty mark just below your eye that comes with every version of you, like a tag on a soul that tells them immediately who you are. This face has other markings and scars, ones you attained in this current life, ones that he can’t wait to explore and ask about. Like that tiny dip on the edge of your hairline or the faded spot on the corner of your lips. 

He focuses back to your eyes trying to catch a glimpse of the soul inside, the soul that reverberates in tune with his and the other six sleeping in their rooms right now. In those eyes, he glances at the lives you’ve led together before, bits and pieces of past memories, both good and bad. He knows that when the pieces connect, you will remember again but he can’t do anything to speed things up. But patience, he has, something that took him aeons to perfect. Delicate matters of the soul cannot be rushed. 

“Why do I feel like I’ve known you my whole life?” you mutter, running your middle finger over the middle of his forehead and down his nose, your palm spread. The butterfly touch, you called it the first time you did that in the first life, a name you made up. There’s butterfly kisses so this would be the butterfly touch, you announced before doing a demonstration to Jungkook for all of them to see. Jungkook had pressed a kiss to your palm at the end of it and that’s what Hoseok does now, pressing his lips to the middle of your hand as your finger lingers on his nose.

You blink a few times, like you’re remembering something and Hoseok holds his breath. But just as he thinks some things are coming back, it passes. You check the time and turn back to him apologetically. “It’s getting kind of late. You have work tomorrow,” you whisper almost shyly.  

He swallows the lump in his throat and nods. He sits up and sees the cat sitting on its own bed on the floor, lazily eyeing him before resting its head on its front paws. You catch Hoseok’s wrist before he moves away and he turns around to look at you questioningly, pleadingly. Hoseok smiles before climbing under the covers with you, laying on the extra pillow of your queen-sized bed. 

“Only until morning,” you mumble as you scoot down lower so that the blanket is up to your chin, your eyes closed. You are turned towards Hoseok, crouching in a sort of foetal position, lightly holding on to the sleeve of his pyjama shirt. “Only until morning,” you repeat sleepily.

Hoseok faces the window, the curtains pulled but he can already tell. It won’t be long now and when you wake up you’d think he had gone off to work without waking you and it would be fine, he thinks. He’ll just let you know that he had not wanted to wake you, that you had looked like you needed the rest, that he woke up really early anyway, too early for you whose class starts at ten o’clock. 

He stays like that, one hand resting on his own stomach, the other unmoving in between the two of you as you have a hold on him. He lays awake for a while until he hears your breathing evens out, the sound soft in his ears. How many times has he lied next to you like this, watching you sleep? How many times have you slept in the crook of his arms, skin to skin with not a thread on, falling asleep from the afterglow? As much as he wants to have all those again, he is more than happy to have you next to him like this, curled up against yourself.

Hoseok licks his lips and he thinks he can still taste you, bittersweet on his palate. He turns on his side so he can continue to watch you, his mind revisiting old memories of the first of the first kiss. Did it feel like this, too? Heavy yet enlightening? Hoseok doesn’t think so. It had only been giddying, the kind of kiss that renders his brain mute of any other thoughts. Where did it happen again? Oh yeah, he remembers it now.

Here in this same room, in the same spot. What are the odds? You came home one day moody and glum. You had gone out to the farmer’s market, a hop in your step when you left early that morning, the basket swinging from one hand. Hoseok remembers because he had offered to walk you halfway as it had been on his way to work. You had walked with your hands clasped around the basket handle, almost as if you’re worried you might accidentally grab his hand by habit out in public. 

Hoseok had remained close to you, chatting about his coworkers but eyes paying attention on the path so he could steer you out of the way of erring stones or puddles. You had separated at a fork in the path and you had waved at him until the trees got in the way of his sight of you. Imagine his surprise when he got home later that evening and you hadn’t been there to greet him. Taehyung had informed him that you had gone to deliver Jimin’s lunch at the school in the afternoon but had not returned. 

When you finally did, your mood was so sour it left the whole house in a sort of dimness that couldn’t be fixed no matter how many candles and lanterns had been left in every room. He had gone up to check on you, comfort you but the next thing he knew, his lips had been on yours, light and hesitance, but it stopped the tears. Their first kiss had lit up the whole house, chasing out the gloom that came in after you. Hoseok can’t remember the details of that night except for that kiss, feather-soft and innocent all on its own that if he closes his eyes now he can conjure up that same feeling.

Sometime in the night, through all of Hoseok’s lone reminiscence, he must have fallen asleep, head nodding off and leaning against yours, dreaming of easier and happier times. The dream must have leaked through to you, because through the night, you sleep with a smile on your face, finally peaceful.

~~~

The sun wakes me up before my alarm does, shining through a slit in the curtain straight into my eyes. 

The first thing I realise is that I can’t lift my head, something heavy is leaning against it. The second thing I notice is the warmth of a person’s body permeating close under the same blanket. Through my groggy eyes, I can see a hand in my own, our fingers lightly tangled together, my small ones in between long, slender ones. Pretty nails, I think. It takes awhile for it to register before my eyes shoot open, staring at the man in my bed, fast asleep.

My sudden movement had Hoseok’s head to fall forward in the absence of mine propping him up. He wakes up, slowly stretching and looking around through slit eyes. He sits up, hair sticking up in all directions, hunching in bed as his brain powers up. He rubs his eyes and looks around the room.

“I think you overslept,” I say and I see Hoseok visibly jump, turning around, wide-eyed. He scrambles to look around, patting the bed like he’s looking for something. Assuming he’s trying to locate his phone for the time, I pick up mine and hold it up to him. “It’s 9.30 in the morning. I’m so sorry, I should have set an alarm for you, too.”

Hoseok is still dumbfounded, gawking at me then to the phone before whipping his head around towards the windows where the sun is blazing through the curtains. He mumbles something I can’t catch and I lean forward. “What?”

Again, he leaps backward, jumping from the bed and standing in the middle of the room, staring at me like I got a bug on my face. He must be panicking about missing his work and the more he stared the more guilty I felt. “Maybe you can just call in sick? Let the others know that you’ll stay home today? I can call them for you if it makes it better.”

 The cat hops onto the bed, purring. He stretches his front legs before sitting down and turning towards where Hoseok is standing, looking like he might get a panic attack. I’m growing worried. “Hoseok, are you okay?”

Slowly and shakily, he lifts up a finger to point at me. He looks like someone who’s seen a ghost. “Y-you…” he gulps hard and my brain is reeling through hundreds of worst case scenarios at what he’s about to say. He tries again. “You…can see me?!”

That’s when the cat lets out a loud, rumbly meow, a clear answer to Hoseok’s ridiculous question. 

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Jiyeon didn’t even know how much time went by, all she knew is that she was cold, her throat hurt from crying, and her head was spinning.

There was no way out, no escape. She was trapped.

The creak of a door, and the sound of footsteps caught her attention, and she looked up to see the silhouette of Namjoon, the light blinding her. She shielded her eyes, and the light in the room was turned on instead.

She whimpered, squinting at the bright light.

“It’s time to eat.” Namjoon simply said, holding his phone.

“I don’t want to eat.” Jiyeon fired back, her voice shaky and quiet.

The man sighed, deciding to ignore her comment.

“Do you prefer I choose what you’ll eat? If that is the case, do not dare to complain when you receive something you don't want."

She shook her head, her eyes watery and her hands trembling.

Jiyeon wanted to go home, but home wasn’t a place she had anymore. Home was now the room she was put in with her kidnapper. The home she had, she was stolen from.

Tears fell down her cheeks, and she looked away from the man.

“Sushi…” She quietly mumbled. “Just, please, no tuna, I’m allergic..”

"Sushi it is.” Namjoon left the room and dialed the number of the local sushi place, and he placed the order. “Mhm, yes, extra tuna please, the tuna sauce would be great. Do you still have the tuna soup in stock? Wonderful, I would like a bowl of it as well. Thank you, goodbye.”

Truth be told, Jiyeon would’ve refused to eat anything offered to her if she could, but she was weak, starving, and exhausted.

When Namjoon returned, he was holding a tray, with a bowl of soup, a glass of water, and a plate full of sushi. He placed it down on the bed, and when Jiyeon was about to dig in, he pulled it back with a shift movement, just out of her reach.

“No thank you? You must have forgotten your manners. Are you too dumb to remember how to thank someone who is doing you a favor? Do you think I am obliged to feed you, because I am not. So, learn how to appreciate my kindness. Now, what do you say?” His tone was harsh, unforgiving. Despite that, Jiyeon knew he was right. Namjoon did seem to be the type to do anything in his power to make her as uncomfortable and miserable as possible, and she didn't want to give him a reason to.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"I couldn't hear you, speak louder. You're not a mute."

"Thank you." She said again, feeling humiliated, and finally, Namjoon pushed the tray back to her.

Jiyeon grabbed the chopsticks and pulled them apart, until a familiar scent lingered in the air. She sniffled, and looked down at the tray of food, where her heart dropped.

Tuna.

In the sushi. In the soup. It was everywhere.

She gasped, and dropped the chopsticks, her stomach twisting and her breath becoming faster, and when Namjoon leaned in, she scrambled back, away from him.

"What's wrong?" He asked, pretending to sound concerned. "You don't like it?"

He fucking knew.

Namjoon smiled, and grabbed the chopsticks she dropped, picking up a piece of sushi and eating it. “It’s excellent, miss Jiyeon, I chose the best sushi place in town. They catch their tuna fresh every morning. It was just prepared for your meal, do not worry, it is high quality. The soup is just as delicious, or so I’ve heard..” He took another piece of the sushi. “Oh… I forgot, you can't eat this, right? What a shame..”

“You fucking knew, you did this on purpose! I told you I was allergic, and you did it anyway!” Angry tears flooded her cheeks, her fists balled.

Jiyeon was angry. Furious.

“Now, now, Miss Jiyeon, no need to get so emotional, mistakes happen. My, you could’ve atleast pretended to be grateful, even if you don’t eat it…”

She was done— if Taehyung would never come to pick her up, if she was going to die here anyway, then the least she could do is stop bowing to Namjoon's whims and let him win without putting up a fight.

If Namjoon wanted her dead, then she was going to make his job harder.

Jiyeon’s hand shot to the bowl of soup, grabbing it, and she threw the liquid all over Namjoon, splashing it in his face and clothes.

Namjoon was… baffled. To say the least.

For a moment, he just stood there, blinking, before looking down at his drenched shirt.

And he burst into a fit of laughter.

Jiyeon couldn't help but flinch at the sound, and her anger subsided a bit, turning into fear.

"Are you a fucking child?" Namjoon chuckled, a smile plastered on his face. “I have seen so many girls around your age, Jiyeon, and none of them have been as pathetically immature as you are.” He picked up a napkin and wiped the liquid from his face, his tone shifting, sounding more and more sinister with every word.

"Your behavior is unacceptable, but I am not going to pick up the burden of disciplining you, you will learn the hard way that you can’t keep on getting away with acting this way.” He stood. And he left it at that, leaving the room.

Jiyeon's bottom lip trembled, and she laid down, her mind racing. She won but why did she feel so anxious? Why was she still scared, and worried, and nervous?

The smell of the tuna was overwhelming, and she took the tray and hurled it into the room— she was angry, and frustrated, and tired.

As soon as she laid her head onto the pillow, she was knocked out.

—

‘…Fighting me like an animal, screaming her head off and in general being disobedient…’

‘She seemed to have been suffering from intense mood swings, however, it is understandable considering she had been taken from a trusted environment, oh and her age, her lack of life experience has been really showing these last couple of days…’

What…

Jiyeon groaned, her eyes opening slowly when she heard Namjoon’s voice.

‘Don’t mind the mess in the room, she has hurled last night’s dinner through the room and refused to clean up after herself, fortunately, aside from that, things went well.’

Who was he talking to?

Jiyeon sat up, rubbing her eyes, she felt like absolute shit, her head pounding.

She couldn't believe he called her disobedient after everything he had put her through. Did he expect her to just blindly follow him out of the house? Did he genuinely thought she should be obedient to him while she was caged like some circus animal?

The door opened and the light flickered on.

“Here she is.”

Jiyeon looked over to the door, squinting her eyes, and she spotted him.

Taehyung.

A weak smile pulled on her lips before it dropped. She was too weak, she just couldn’t find it in her to jump off the bed and rush to him.

“Taehyung…?”

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“It’s him. I know it is.”

“Well, that’s wonderful.” The mayor snarkily replied before slamming his fist down onto the desk. “If only you didn’t butcher his fucking arrest!”

Detective Cho remained stoic, his arms loosely crossed at his desk, back leaning against the visitor chair. “You wasted resources searching through his home only to find his girlfriend’s clothing. No DNA matches to any of the victims. He confessed nothing during all the interviews you conducted. You got zero incriminating evidence. And now he’s getting released. Tonight.”

The politician stood up, his chair rolling back a few feet from the force. He paced around a second before spinning around, a finger pointed. “You opened up the department to a lawsuit. Wrongful withholding. Indecent arrest. How do you think this will look for my campaign? What the fuck were you thinking?”

Kim Namjoon already gathered so much of the public’s favour, unless a miracle was to happen in the next few weeks, there is not even a glimmer of hope he’ll win.

Detective Cho let out a breath. “I know it’s him, and I finally got to meet him.” He joined the mayor in standing up. “He thinks he’s unbeatable, smarter than everyone else. And now with a botched arrested, he’ll think we lost. We have his guard down, and that we can use to our advantage.”

As he was heading towards the door, the mayor piped up, more defeated than a few minutes earlier. “You better know what you’re doing.”

“What else are you paying me for?” Cho simply responded before leaving the office.

—

“Thank you, Halmeoni.” Taehyung spoke, breathing in fresh air for the first time in days as he drove down the secluded street.

“… She’s the reason you were brought in here, wasn’t she?” Hayoung bluntly asked instead.

“She was.” He answered after a brief moment.

“An unmarried girl is always more unruly than a woman under her husband’s control, his guidance.” His grandmother’s voice was calm but unwavering. “I gave you that ring for a reason, Taehyung. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

His mind drifted back to a few weeks prior, the day the two of them properly met. How after a perfect lunch, his grandmother took him aside, slipping the box into his palm.

“She is beautiful, oh, Tae, she is exactly what your father would’ve wanted for you. If he was still around, he would have been so proud of you for choosing her.”

“So young and inexperience, ready for you to guide her on how she should be. Her beauty is just right, not underwhelming nor attention grabbing, she’s… just right. I can feel it too, she fits right into our family.”

He had every intention to put the ring on Jiyeon’s finger, but there was something holding him back. Like he was waiting for the right moment.

Now he could see clearly; that was his mistake.

The right moment was when the ring would already be on her finger, her life legally bound to his for all of eternity. When she’d become truly his wife. To teach. To love. To control.

“I’m sorry you got dragged into this, Halmeoni.” Taehyung sighed, now helping her out of the car.

The old woman simply smiled, patting his cheek for a moment before pulling away. “Are you coming in?” She paused at the front door.

“Soon. I have a few things I need to take care of first.”

With an understanding nod, Hayoung retreated into the home.

—

“Taehyung…?”

The sound of her saying his name, with the slightest rasp from sleep, sent electricity through his skin.

“Aren’t you a poor thing.” Taehyung tsked after stepping through the doorway.

He could easily spot the small glimmer of happiness — relief — that twinkled in her eyes from seeing him, the smile that had pulled on her soft lips.

But any energy was sucked dry from her body.

The killer sauntered further into the room, towards her. When he got to her bedside, he beckoned Jiyeon up. “Come.” Gently, despite the aggravating news he just heard, he guided her off the mattress to stand. He then leaned down, planting a kiss against her lips.

It started with a peck. Then another, this time longer. Before his hand came up to hold the back of her neck, pulling her in for a deeper kiss.

After a few seconds, Taehyung pulled away, looking down at the girl. “Are you happy to see me?” He asked, now holding her chin to keep her looking at him. “Did you miss me?”

Jiyeon’s response had a grin pull at his lips, and he leaned back down, catching her lips again. This time, his arm wrapping around her, keeping her body flush against his.

It had been so long since he felt her like this.. Fuck, she drove him mad. They had only been apart a mere few days, but it felt like weeks, months. Hours dragged on like torture.

Namjoon leaned against the doorframe, his head partly cocked to the side as he watched the … couple.

Just what did Taehyung see in her to have this type of passion?

He already hated watching his friend pull away, settle down from the life they had before she went on that radio show.

But for her? Out of any person that could’ve stole his attention?

He chose this stupid, immature girl.

Why?

If she was left up to him, Jiyeon would be nothing more than a bag of flesh and bones a long, long time ago.

Taehyung pulled away after a moment, a sigh escaping his lips. “If only I could’ve missed you too.” Then, he moved away. “If only you could learn to behave yourself.”

Between getting him arrested at his company, locked in a jail cell for nearly 3 nights, and utterly disrespecting his friend — the person taking care of her in his place — he was more than disgusted with her behaviour.

“I thought I warned you about embarrassing me, about disrespecting people. Do you think it’s ever acceptable to treat a friend like that?” His friends were now hers, his family. She didn’t have a life outside of his anymore. She was smart enough, why was she being so stubborn, refusing to learn this faster?

“Joon.” Taehyung called, taking Jiyeon’s hand, bringing her along with him, closer to his friend. “As long as it’s no trouble to you, I’d like you to have her punishment. After everything she’s done to disrespect your kindness these past few days.”

With that, he gave her a nudge forward.

Namjoon glanced between his friend and the girl. Now, things were getting interesting. He pushed himself off the door frame. “Are you certain?”

“I insist.”

“Then of course I would happily.” The soon to be mayor peeled himself from the doorway. “I was watching you while Taehyung was taking care of the mess you made, Miss Jiyeon.” Finally, Namjoon explained, taking steps towards her. “And you treat me like that?” With a final step, he stood in front of her. “That really wasn’t nice of you.”

Before she could expect it, his raised, colliding with her cheek.

In time, Taehyung caught her stumble. “There, that’s being a good girl now. You took that well.” He praised quietly in her ear. “Get on your knees and apologize to him. Remember your manners, don’t forget to thank him. If you do it right, I’ll let us go back home.” He pushed her back forward.

[babybearsnz]

Hi!

I’m a K-pop snzfic writer from America! Requests are currently closed! Here is some information on my writing requirements:

Content I will write:

Allergies

Colds/illness

General sneeze content

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Emeto

Death/loss

Life threatening illness

I also reserve the right to turn away any requests I am uncomfortable with.

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Idol x reader (platonic, romantic)

Groups I write for:

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Ateez

Xikers

NCT 127

NCT Dream

Enhypen

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TXT

BTS

Monsta X

Got7

RIIZE

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Concert venue or green room

Dorms or hotel rooms

Studio or company building

Livestreams

Current requests:

Sneezy Hobi (BTS)

Sick Jungkook mini fic (BTS)

Sneezy Jimin mini fic (BTS)

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Sick Jungkook (BTS)

Sneezy Jimin (BTS)

Sneezy Jungkook mini fic (BTS)

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Sick Felix (Stray Kids)

Sneezy Jeonghan (Seventeen)

Prompt 69, Eunseok (RIIZE)

Sneezy Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

Sneezy Jin (BTS)

Sick Jin (BTS)

Sick Dino (Seventeen)

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Stray Kids:

Stay warm

Craving a cup of tea

Hyung, you look miserable

Stuffy back rubs

Sweater paws and sneezes

That’s ridiculous

Stupid nose

Oh, Hyunjinnie

Seventeen:

Not with that cold

Poor things

At least put the duster down

Hyung is allergic to everything

Ateez:

Crazy pollen count

Acting weird— er than normal

Enhypen:

Bless you, bunny

My poor boy

Having an itchy day

BTS:

Sleep well, hyung

You and Kookie gonna live?

Breakfast and gin rummy

You stole my sneeze

Hyung, I don’t feel well

The livestream

Sorry I got you sick (part 1)

Sorry I got you sick (part 2)

Remember to close the window

It’s so dusty in there

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Master List of Prompt Fills

EMETO FILLS

Title: untitled | Author: @sicjimin | Sickie: Seokjin | Caretaker: Namjoon

Prompt: Seokjin has the flu. He feels like he’s going to throw up so he camps out in the bathroom. He’s in there for several hours, nervous to leave because of how ill and nauseous he feels. His entire body aches from the illness and from sitting on the bathroom floor so he finally lets Namjoon convince him to go back to bed. The second he gets into bed is when his stomach finally decides it’s time to bring everything up.

Title: untitled | Author: @sneakykpopblog | Sickie: Seokjin | Caretaker: Namjoon

Prompt: Seokjin has the flu. He feels like he’s going to throw up so he camps out in the bathroom. He’s in there for several hours, nervous to leave because of how ill and nauseous he feels. His entire body aches from the illness and from sitting on the bathroom floor so he finally lets Namjoon convince him to go back to bed. The second he gets into bed is when his stomach finally decides it’s time to bring everything up.

WHUMP FILLS

Title: Shoulder To Lean On | Author: @borahaehae | Sickie: Seokjin | Caretaker: Namjoon

Prompt: Seokjin is so exhausted he can barely stay awake. He’s counting down the hours until he can get into his bed and sleep for three days straight. He tries to keep himself awake until he can do that, but keeps falling asleep sitting up or in strange positions. Namjoon sticks by his side so he’ll at least have a shoulder to rest his head on.

Title: untitled | Author: @crystalsnow95z | Sickie: Jimin | Caretakers: Taehyung, Seokjin

Prompt: The day after Jimin bruises his ribs, he comes down with a cold.

SICKFIC FILLS

Title: Untitled | Author: @crystalsnow95z | Sickies: Seokjin, Hoseok | Caretaker: OT7

Prompt: Seokjin comes down with a mild cold, but then one of the other members notice he’s starting to take a lot of pain relievers after a few days. It turns out he has developed an ear infection.

Title: Untitled | Author: @setsuuestsu | Sickie: Hoseok | Caretaker: Jimin

Prompt: Cuddling a sick Jimin seemed like it would be fine—his immune system was strong, after all. (Of course Hoseok catches Jimin’s illness)

SNZ FILLS

Title: Warn A Guy | Author: @bultaoreunheyyy | Sickie: Taehyung (kind of? allergies?) and slightly injured Hoseok

Prompt: Hoseok gets startled by Taehyung’s loud sneezing, so Taehyung tries his best to warn him before he sneezes.

Title: Snow | Author: @bultaoreunheyyy | Sickie: Yoongi, Taehyung, Jungkook

Prompt: Yoongi sneezes when he gets cold

Title: Ocean | Author: @bultaoreunheyyy | Sickie: Yoongi

Prompt: Yoongi sneezes when he gets cold

Title: Chills | Author: @bultaoreunheyyy | Sickie: Yoongi | Caretaker: Jimin

Prompt: Yoongi sneezes when he gets cold

Title: Untitled | Author: @crystalsnow95z | Sickie: Jimin | Caretaker: Taehyung, Jungkook

Prompt: Jimin loves cats. He’ll volunteer at animal shelters, visit cat cafés, pet any stay kitten he sees walking by. Jimin is also very, very allergic to cats.

[7ndipity]

Fights with them

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: what they would be like during fights/arguments

Warnings: a lot of angst, not proofread

A/N: after days of struggling to work(hello executive disfunction) I got this request, and my brain decided to jump back into gear and I wrote this in like an hour, as well as half of another request!? 🤷idk, I'm not gonna question it, I'm just glad I'm writing again.

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Seokjin: as much as he bickers with the members, I think he has a rather avoidant personality when it comes to real conflict. He's said he allergic to seriousness, which can definitely become an issue if not careful, as it can one off as indifferent or dismissive. I think he usually ends up snapping and saying something short but pointed, and then walks away before things can escalate further. Always comes back all apologetic, and tries to work through things more calmly.

Yoongi: He's very upfront and sometimes blunt, and he's said before that he hates getting angry/fighting, so I think most issues would be resolved before they can turn into a full blown fight. But I also think he might have a tendency to ignore/avoid smaller issues until they build up. In the moment, he's not that loud, but he's very sharp with his words. Immediately regrets saying anything that might have hurt you afterwards. Definitely needs some time to himself to think and get his emotions under control, but would want to apologize and resolve everything as quickly as possible.

Hobi: He's almost to open too let a fight brew properly. He'll see it coming be like, "wait, let's step back and sort this out" before it gets out of hand. When they do happen though, he's loud only for a moment, and then the rest of the time, he's unnervingly quiet. As I said in his dating HCs, fights almost always culminate in tears because he can't stand y'all being upset with each other. Like, it causes him physical pain. Makes up the fastest out of all the members.

Namjoon: tbh, I think I would fight with him the most out of the members. He's soo stubborn and passive aggressive. Tries to dismiss the issue to de-escalate the situation, but that almost always backfires. Gets loud and slams things/doors, then gets mad at himself for letting his emotions get the better of him. Definitely needs time to cool off before coming back to talk to you; could be an hour, could be three days, depends on the situation. But he does always come back to talk it out with you.

Jimin: I know several of the big fight stories involve him, but that doesn't necessarily mean that he's overly combative, I just think that when he feels strongly about something, he won't back down, which can be a good thing, until it isn't. If it's a smaller argument, he'll just say something snappish and then move on like nothing happened, but in bigger fights, he can rival Joon on volumeand intensity. He can also hold a grudge like you wouldn't believe, so communication is a super important part of resolving the issue so nothing brews into bitterness.

Taehyung: He has a tendency to get very wrapped up in the moment and take things personally, so even small fights can snowball into something bigger if you're not careful. Yells and tries to put up a tough exterior, but starts to crack pretty quick and will want to leave before his other emotions show too much. Another crier(same). Ultimately, can't stand being away from you for too long, the type that will climb in bed and hold you, but not speak because the wounds are still fresh. Will probably talk it out with you the next morning.

Jungkook: He's such a emotional and overly reactive person, so I see fights being a common occurrence with him tbh. With smaller fights, he stays pretty calm, but when things escalate, he's all over the place. Definitely an angry crier. For some reason, I don't see him really yelling during fights? He's more like Hobi in that, if he does, it only happens in bursts and the rest of the time, his tone is just slightly raised(like when he scolds ppl during lives). Does not like to walk away and wants to sort things out then and there, even though that's probably not the best idea, but he doesn't want to let the tension drag on longer than it has to.